I cry when no one can see
I smile when eyes are upon me
It hurts to be me
I'm only but a girl

My oppressor is strong and mean
I cannot open my mouth or speak
For fear that I'll be mocked
And dismissed for being me

When he struck and hit
I cried but they never came
When I reported and called him out
I was accused of telling lies

Now I'm quiet when I should speak
My country cares not about me
I could be dead or barely alive
And none will know for I'm just a girl.

😥😥 Abuse is the central theme of this piece and it is prevalent in our world today. It's bad that children loose their innocence to evil predators who either emotionally, physically or sexually abuse them.

A lot of people have become numb or unfeeling, hard and mean because they were abused.

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