Dad holds the needle,
Mom grabs the spoon.
He injects her without emotion
and sends me to my room.
Moms eight months pregnant
my sisters on the way.
I wonder if the baby is high
God I hope that shes OK
I swore I would tell on them
for what they did.
Who would I tell Where would
I go,I was just a kid.
10 years gone by,still
havent said a word.
Guilt will eat me alive
if I am not heard.
 
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