Molestation Victim

Written for my sister:

Victim

Hey...yeh im talking to you
You asked me why im sad...
You asked my why im blue?
Well for those of you who didnt have a clue
I am a victim...sadly...me too.

You've heard of molestation
But dont know the effects
Coming forward causes seperation
And people treat you like a wretch
They call you a slut...even if you were only 8 years old
And the ones defending the accused
Wow...against God and justice you are bold.

Friends of a lifetime who swore theyd never leave
Stand up and walk out...or pull a sword from their sheath.
They start screaming obscenities
And make up accusations
Yeh...sadly...these are the results of molestation.

Friends become foes sadly its true
And for the blind ones...theres nothing that you can do
To make them see to make them know
That the one they protect is the true foe.

Some people think only a broken body or mind
But really there are many more things that come in time
A broken spirit or a disgust for men
A feeling like you were the one to sin
A broken heart...and no trust inside
Because someone broke you...and then they lied.

Molestation is powerful and brings alot of harm
So let me ask...whats in the back of your barn?
I speak the truth...im trusting the system
For I myself...i am a victim.

I am a victim
And when comes the dictum
People will still hate me but ill stay strong
For i have not done anything wrong
Ive gotten a LITTLE closure on this pain
And though his friends see me with disdain
I still cant help i am a victim
And no matter how you depict him
Or if this even grips him
And tho from his parents hands this rips him
And even if you call me a vixen
I will not stop or give up
Even when for this situation there isnt much fixin
For the pain of me and others he inflicted
I ask if youve been hurt too...to come out
For i know what its like. I am a victim
~Unlimited Thinker