I cried but no one heard,
Cause of the man in French-beard.
He pulled off my clothes and looked at me with lust,
Now I can't bring back the same old trust.
I shouted and people were watching,
He twisted my hand and I was wailing.
My soul was thrilled,
With tears my eyes were filled.
No one helped,
And I was *****.
After the man went all started to critise,
Why didn't they made earlier this exercise.
Today I write my journey on this page,
Wish you all help a girl going through this phase.
I am a dream, a dream to be lived ,
Hope on my story you might have believed.
Think the girl suffering is your daughter,
Just put yourself in the place of her father and think with how many difficulties her father would have taught her.
If you are a man,
Respect a woman.