"Come to me I will take care of you"
So you said to me.
You knew I was a "ewe"
Which made u took advantage of me.
You raped me,
Because my parents cared less about me,
And I have to come working at your home.
You called me into your room and I obliged.
You started by grabbing my hands,
Then you threw me into your bed.
Later on, you tore my clothes and I had to scream for help,
You laughed me to scorn,
As I bowed my head in shame.
That day, I lost my innocence,
I didn't stop coming to your home,
As no one was there for me.
You took advantage of your family status.
And oppressed me.
"When the rich are talking, who are the poor"
So you muttered,
As you left my heart shattered.
I had no one to confine in,
As I kept this to myself.
You hurt me,
Not thinking about my emotions.
You wounded me,
Without you thinking about my conditions.
When I told you about how you injured my self-esteem,
And how I feel odd among my peers,
You laughed me.
Saying to me "who cares"
I wondered how to manage this new phase in my life.
With my innocence gone,
My self esteem nowhere to be found,
And my emotions injured.
Fiction.
©Daisy.
©ayobami
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