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Asking and Wondering
Pulling me down.
Laying down and
trying to figure out.
Why is this happening.
Why is my father laying on me.
What is this image that I see?
He's laying on top of me.
Inside me exploring.
All I can do is cry.
And let it happen.
Who am I? I keep wondering.
Where did my life go so wrong.
What did I do to deserve this.
What did I do to deserve death inside?
I remember this sadly.
Watching as my father raped me.
Raped me of my youth and innocence.
I grew up way to fast.
I am 18 years old.
I feel like I am 30.
How could this happen?
Happen to me?
I askd for it...
I asked for it....
~Kesha~
