No test could prepare me for this
This feeling of utter hopelessness
I'm only 16 and I have to deal with this
What do I do? Who do I tell?
I was only 15 when I went through hell
When that man made me spread me thighs
Left me bleeding and wishing to die
But I survived.
He created a gift inside of me
Something that the world would never see
Because I was just a child
And a child should never bear a child
A child that precious shouldn't bear witness to a world so cruel
But it would be just as cruel to take a life
So I won't abort you
But I can't keep you either
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
