I was 13 years old and I was getting beatThe boy that I was with was the one abusing meI was so scared I didn’t know what to doThis guy was stuck in my life like glueGoing to school was always a challengeWalking to my classes trying to keep my balanceSo sad, so youngSo mad, so dumbNo one was there to help meWhy couldn’t they see that I was so unhappy?The more I tried to tell somebody what he was doingHe would find out and then started the hair pullingI thought I was going to be trapped foreverNo one helped me or intervened, not everI was looking for supportMaybe I would be able to take him to courtBut what would happen if he went to jail and was released?Would he get revenge and finish the job, make me deceased?All these horrible things running through my mindThrew away the key to my soul, too difficult to findI wanted so badly to escapeHe left me with a lot of scrapesEverything would be easier if I were goneHe chose violence towards me to come uponPlease God help meI just want to be happyI can’t do that with the situation I’m inDo you know how long it’s been?2 months ago was when the abuse started2 months since my friends departed2 months since I lost myself to domestic violence2 months since I’ve been silenced