stacys eleven N god aint ever bothered to bless her
shes poor, has no friends.. n her father molests her
from the time she was a baby, her life has been shit
so at night she just sits, stickin tha knife in her wrist
shes insane from the pressure... pain is her pleasure
its a shame she aint ever.. seen her brain as a treasure
the rain aint been measured though she drownin in tears
wishin to god.. that she could be surrounded by peers
the sound in her ears; Death. All she sees is a grave
her weakened knees cave n she pleads to be saved
he broke in the door Stacy was choked to the floor
he tore off her clothes.. it's time to open you whore
she begged him to stop, but he continued to rape her
stuffin himself inside her, tearin her tissues like paper
when he finished, he turn to her n said.. I Love You
she sat in a corner, looked at him n said, "Fuck You!"
thats when he flipped.. so she got smacked in her lip
if you shut the fuck up this wouldnt happen ya bitch
he laughed n he spit, and Said the ways of a whore..
then left the room in silence as she layed on the floor
..A LITTLE GIRL LOST..
