When i was pregnant
I wished a son
not because I didn't like daughter
but because, I wanted no girl to suffer

I was a little girl
I didn't know my body parts
He was a grown up man
he knew which part was for what

he, my friends brother
who I too called a brother
he touched me here
he touched me there
he did this to me
and made me do that

even though I was a child
some uneasiness there was
I avoided getting out
I caged myself in my house

many times I tried to express
but dunno why I couldn't make

finally I found out
what he did to me
full of anger I was
tempted I was
for a slap in his face

but since I was a girl
I never said
I never expressed
that I was abused
this sad part of me
either I know
or he does