The truth he tried his best to seek
So he went upstairs to my room and through the door hole,did peek
Tried his best not to make the neighbors know
So he made his physical appearance, not show
He looked in and saw me on the chair
And saw, what was done to me, was not fair
Saw me crying
And softly started sighing
Called the police
Begging them saying "Come quickly please!"
While this is going on, I believed I was done
After all,there was no where I could run
It was clear,I was going to die
Because I can't go away from this place, as much as I try
How can I recover from this
Being a young Miss
It looked like the mistreatment, from men, would never end
It just happened now and in my life, happened then
But after a while, I threw my negativity in the bin
And made up my mind, not to give in
Regardless of being mistreated by men
I still got my hope, back again
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