Sunday, March 1, 2009

Three Sides....

My names Alisha, and I'm from Brooklyn and I'm not happy
Dad pasted away, moms remarried
I gotta big bro, but he's in jail
Moms said some things like, "Stay in jail"
And I'm always with step-dad, his names Joe
And there's some things about him that my mom don't know
And he says if I tell that it won't be pretty
And I'm really scared of him, he's already hit me
He touches me places I don't like it
And I ain't talking bout a hug or goodbye kiss
I mean touch me places that's private
And he don't just touch, he put summin inside it
He says the more he does that, I'll start to like it
Hand over my mouth so I'm quiet
Moms only wit 'him 'cause our money is low
I'm sixteen but I'm shaped like a twenty year old
And my moms in love so she makes excuses
But she looks at me and sees scrapes and bruises
Why step daddy gotta take me through this
HELP, somebody, I'm getting raped I cant do this!!!
Nobody understands that I'm weary
Get goosebumps anytime a man come near me
Know how it feel to have a man use you for a cushion
All the while moaning and pushing
You try to push him, he's getting bothered
You yell and you scream but he starts going harder
Trust me, it's something you don't wanna be apart of
'cause even when it's over, your life, it'll scare you
Visit my bro, he can tell I'm sad
Staring hard at my stomach he can tell I'm fat
He can tell I'm mad
But step daddy TOUCHED me, FUCKED me, you think that I can tell him that?
Joe called the cops on him, could I tell him that?
NOPE, thought you'd agree so I keep it all to me
Baby on the way, and I'm not working
And I know it's his cause I used to be a VIRGIN!
Eric says he'll handle it, wipe my tears
He don't know, this is what it's like for years
Damn mommy please come home, please mommy don't leave us alone
Some secrets are hard to keep
Some secrets make it hard to sleep
And sleep is the only time I feel safe
Still the act haunts me, and I know I'ma wake up with step daddy on me...

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