So I kept quiet and played along with their special games
They seemed to fondly admire my small child frame
I wished their sick lusts could be tamed
And I didn’t feel mangled and maimed
“You’re a good little girl” they all claimed
Sometimes my nightmares are a drain
Peace and uninterrupted sleep is all I want to gain
Instead of waking up-feeling like I’ve been beat with a cane.
