Abuse Poem
Before I Sleep, I Cry
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Alison
I don't like to sit upon your lap
and cuddle close to you
I don't like it when you touch me
and do the things you do,
I know I shouldn't do it,
although I don't know why,
but every time it happens,
before I sleep, I cry.
Don't tell me that its all my fault,
or that I'm the one to blame,
because I am just a little girl,
and I can't share your shame,
Don't smack me when I'm not naughty,
and don't watch me get undressed,
Don't let me see you without your clothes,
And when it's time for bed PLEASE LET ME REST!!!
Soon it will be time to go,
And mum won't let you near me,
Then when I give a cry for help,
Someone will be there to hear me,
I'll be glad when I don't have to stay here,
Then you'll leave me alone,
I'll be glad when I'm a big girl,
and then I can take a bath on my own!!!!!!
and cuddle close to you
I don't like it when you touch me
and do the things you do,
I know I shouldn't do it,
although I don't know why,
but every time it happens,
before I sleep, I cry.
Don't tell me that its all my fault,
or that I'm the one to blame,
because I am just a little girl,
and I can't share your shame,
Don't smack me when I'm not naughty,
and don't watch me get undressed,
Don't let me see you without your clothes,
And when it's time for bed PLEASE LET ME REST!!!
Soon it will be time to go,
And mum won't let you near me,
Then when I give a cry for help,
Someone will be there to hear me,
I'll be glad when I don't have to stay here,
Then you'll leave me alone,
I'll be glad when I'm a big girl,
and then I can take a bath on my own!!!!!!
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