All my life I’ve been living in a shadow

No one knew that my womb was a widow

At the age of six I became someone’s ride

Nobody heard me when I cried

Who do I turn to

Who do I tell

Who will believe when I open up and tell

If I don’t another girl will fall victim

She’ll have to bare it all

Because I couldn’t tell at all

Silence is a crime

Would it be better if another soul cries

This is me wearing a mask with a fake smile

I want to tell but I’m scared for you to think it’s a lie

I AM JUST A VICTIM OF CIRCUMSTANCE