Innocent People do not have to lie, hide or be silent, because there is nothing for us to be ashamed about. We leave that for the Guilty People to encounter every day of their life.”
THIS IS A QUOTE I SAW ON THE INTERNET AND IT HAS INSPIRED ME TO WRITE THIS POEM.
STANDING IN THE BATHROOM WITH MY EYES ALL RED AND PUFFY LOOKING IN THE MIRROR AND ASKING WHY ME. WHY DID I HAVE TO BE THE ONE HE CHOSE TO SEDUCE. WHY DID I HAVE TO BE THE ONE THAT DON'T GET SLEEP ALL NIGHT BECAUSE IM UP TRYING TO PROTECT MY SELF.WHY DO I HAVE TO BE THE ONE WHO PUT THINGS TO THE DOOR TO MAKE SURE IT LOCK. WHY DO I HAVE TO BE THE ONE WHO GO IN THE BATHROOM EVERY NIGHT CRYING AND PRAYING HE DON'T COME IN MY ROOM TONIGHT. WHEN HE TOUCH ME ON MY LEG I FEEL LIKE GETTING A KNIFE TO STAB HIM SLOWLY IN A PAINFUL DEATH.WANTING TO TELL SOMEONE BUT AFRAID THAT NO ONE WILL BELIEVE ME. TAKING MY PAIN IN THE NIGHT AND SMILING IN THE MORNING. KNOWING THAT I HAVE TO PROTECT MYSELF MORE SO HE DON'T TAKE TO FAR. PLAINGING IN THE NIGHT HOW I WILL SCREAM FOR HELP WHEN HE COMES.SO SMALL SO CONFUSED NOT KNOWING WHAT TO DO BUT CAN STILL FEEL THE PAIN BREAKING ME APART SLOWLY THAT WHY I STAND HERE IN THIS BATHROOM WITH TEARS ROLLING DOWN MY FACE LOOKING IN THE MIRROR AND UP TO GOD AND ASKING WHY ME.
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