Rebecca

She was eight years old Left out in the cold Torn by the lies And stories she's been told But through the pain She would grow up bold Here are the events Watch her story unfold Her mom didn't care Step-dad always beat her Only one who seen the signs Was the school teacher But when it came time She couldn't tell the truth Cryin on the bench next to the telephone booth Drinkin and drugs were In her family's daily use She got the worst of both worlds Mental and physical abuse She tried to escape And break the evryday strife But couldn't visit her dad He's doin twenty to life But one Sunday She hears a loud sound Cops with a search warrant Sayin get down on the ground Handcuffed and read their rights The little girl was blessed They were sent to the pen She could finally rest Twenty-five now With a husband and three children She realizes life Is truly worth livin A sad shadowed past That she left long ago Still stays in her mind But Rebecca can finally grow