by Inzanity » Oct 25th, '05, 12:25
It all started in the first grade//when she woke up to that cursed day// she went down stairs in the family room to watch some TV// Not knowing thats where he'd be// so there she is only six years of age// watching Barney as her uncle sits there with rage// he starts doing things to her// like playing wit his dick in front of her and it mentaly brused her// he trys to touch her// uses his hands to cluch her// wat a sick mother fucker// she didn't tell anyone cause' she was scared// little did she know it was gonna go on for the next five years//2nd 3rd 4th 5th grade came// and her best friends father did the same thing// 6th grade came// and as for her uncle things didn't change// every mourning he'd do the same thing// then one night she was doing her science homework in her room and she brokedown// she felt like there was no hope now//out came the tears// she went in to her parents bed room and told them what had been happening for years// thinking they would do something// but all they did was talk to him// they didn't have him arrested talk was all they did to him// they didn't kick him out of the house// He was still allowed to stay there sleeping on that couch// although he stoped doing wat he was doing to her// she hated her parents because it still brused her//then 7th grade came// her older cousin was at her house and he started donin the same thing// only this time she told her parents right away// again they didn't do shit he was still allowed to stay// then 9th grade came and this time it was her own father// she couldn't believe that he would do that to his daughter// and she told her mother// but she didn't believe her the only people that did were her sister and brother// after that the girl got hooked on drugs// started hanging wit the thugs// trying to forget// the past that she regrets// got addicted to ciggerates// started smoking dope// drugs were her only hope// chewing the magic mushrooms// doing rushfumes// slicing her wrist's// her life was at risk// suicide attempts// not giving a fuck about her family or friends// after all their not there when she needs them// so why would they care if she leaves them// then 10th grade came// she started writing songs to get rid of the pain// to forget about the past// to forget about her cousin, her father, her uncle, and her friends dad// to forget about the abuse// drowning it in music and drug use// she'd cry herself to sleep at night// cause' the pain was too deep to fight// then 11the grade came// and she started to change// she knew if she wanted to make it big in the rap game// she'd have to change//17 years old she stoped doing drugs and got her life together// no more sleepless nights things were starting to get better// no more attemps at suicide// she knew it was either drugs or rap so the sitution was do or die// so thats the story of a broken child with a broken soul// a broken past with no place to go// with broken dreams// and hopeless means// and the saddest part of this story is that child was me//