Sharp needles coverd in blood,
Around liquid begins to flood.
Milky white powder on a broken mirror,
Mommy's in the bathroom full off fear.

Small clumps of green lay around,
Daddy is passed out drooling on the ground.
Bottles are leaking onto the floor,
Officers are now pounding down the door.

I hide under daddy's broken bed,
Bruises on his arms, blood on his head.
Mommy asks what they are doing,
All they say is "how was your screwing?"

She looks shocked, she didn't understand,
One kicks dad, the other has silver bracelets in his hand.
Mommy is being locked onto the bed post,
Stripping their clothes, she's white as a ghost.

She screams no and pleads,
"I'll give you twenty buck if you fulfil my needs."
I get up and hit them screaming no,
They have an evil grin; this will be a show.

I am now naked and tied up in the light,
Laughing at my mother, "wow this girl is tight!"
One of them pushes flesh between my lips,
As the other slides his tongue down my hips.

I cry and try to kick them away,
Anger in their eyes, ignoring what I say.
Something enters me creating such pain,
Warm tears fall from my eyes like rain.

This is no game, this is no fun,
I look over, daddy's awake with a gun.
He shoots the officers and mommy too,
They all cry he says "It's my time with you."

"Daddy,why?" I cry confused,
My body is bleeding and bruised.
It hurts deep inside so bad,
What did I do to make daddy so mad?

When he finished he let me free,
I was hit and swore to secrecy.
I grab the gun as he turns his back,
A perfect deadly shot is my attack.

Nine months later I am found on the street,
11 years old and his baby at my feet.
Old men in trucks invite me in,
In life certain people can never win.