My tears tell a never ending story of my life Why can't I just be at peace while I'm trying to become your wife I'm just surrounded by this bad luck I'm a target for ******* that wanna ****. Here's my story (I'm better now so no need to worry) "Getting out of work doing what I do best Heading to my loveable nest 4 guys push up against me I thought I was getting robbed again so I just handed my purse so they can set me free But they wanted more They wanted to make me feel like a ***** Reliving my past in such a disgraceful way Makes me so ashamed These tears just can't describe what I feel Even as I write it feels so real I thought I was dreaming But I realized I wasn't, that's when I started screaming The first guy touched me in such awful ways in such awful places Then the second guy came and hurt me even worse I was alone. No one could hear me, I cried wishing I were home The third guy was the look out, making sure noone was coming It was like 1am Friday morning What could have made these men so ***** Why me? Why me?
I cried, pushed, scratched and kicked While they ******, ****** and licked So gross it turns my stomach even now I was trying my best to be real loud. While the first two were done I still had the 3rd and 4th guy to come They switched places As if everything was so perfectly planned not to leave any traces This was the worst part I grabbed my chest feeling my pounding heart The pain was increasing The blood was flowing down my thigh I was laying on my stomach while two guys held my arms The other guy held my leg and the other one did the harm I felt the tearing of my skin and the blood glistening off my skin They left me stranded laying on the cold pavement. A woman came outside which seemed like an eternity. All I wanted was you my by side loving me She called a lot of people and they saw me Right then and there I felt relieved They took me into surgery And I need a total of 15 stitches on me Doctors said "You are lucky you aren't dead" "You lost a lot of blood you see" I thanked them and they left me to rest for the entire day I slept and woke up and could only pray Is there a god in this life of mine? if there is, what does he think of me, I only want a sign... Why doesn't he help me Protect me Haven't I suffered enough I been through so much Right now I just need u saying its not your fault its going to be okay But I've realized that it has to be my fault there's nothing anyone can say I've re-experienced the past that I was growing out of I was trying to live a new life only based on love The last time I got ***** the man I was with said "You're a ***** you let them do that . You should be dead" This time, I await