After a school dance
You pulled me into a room
I was still sixteen

We had been good friends
I completely trusted you
You took advantage

I cried the whole time
I wanted someone to hear
No one could help me

It hurt during it
But it hurt more afterward
Because people talked

There is no excuse
No always means no, no, no!
I will not forgive

This is all just ****
I wrote a ******* haiku
About being *****