Thoughts of a Child
I am here
But they don’t see
Mr. Officer
You’re talking of me
You say tell a teacher,
A friend or you
But don’t you know
What happens if I do
I have a family to protect
Don’t you see
I am here
You are talking of me
No one has a right
To do what you’re saying
This isn’t a game
That I am here playing
If it happens to me
Then others will be safer
I take it on myself
To be the protector
I am only seven
This choice I have made
My silence is spoken
My life I will trade
I have a younger sister
It is her I protect
If it happens to me
Then her he will neglect
I have a mom
She’s happy you see
I will keep my little secret
It hurts no one but me
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