Walking down the street
I should have seen it coming
For the man that I did meet
Sure thought I was becoming
I couldn’t escape
No matter how hard I tried
He man handled my shape
While the whole time I cried
At the end he said thank you
While I laid there wishing for it all to end
My parents didn’t have a clue
To my room my soul I tried to mend
Payyton Egerstaffer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-soul-i-tried-to-mend/
