Don't Forget Me
Growing up thinking life would be simple
Always thinking your parents would protect
Then you become a teen
Living a life your parents object
Parties, boys, friends
Who knew this would be the end
Met that guy you thought would get you through
Fell in love
But it was his business
Then the impossible happened
No one would have guessed
Late nights, drugs, sex
Money you made becomes untouchab;e
For you're just his working mule
Man after man
Pimp after pimp
You felt just short of limp
Now addicted to that gack
You knew you could never get your life back.
Typical story don't you think? But what about the little girl in pink?
Just over ten
She'd catch the eye of sleazy men
Walking home from school one day,
In the blink of an eye she kissed her innocence away
Now turning twelve
She turns tricks better than most.
Precious little angel looking like a ghost
Knowing no other life she stays for protection
Knowing inside that coat, her pimp has a weapon
Ads, corners, clubs
Screwing not only thugs
She can't remember her last loving hig
Now she's sixteen
The pimp is taking her off the street
Currently useless
For she is seven months along
Raising a child never felt so wrong.
Not knowing the father
Makes everything harder.
Needing to get out for her little girl
SHe sneaks away on the job
Two days later
There the cops found her, grey.
Two angels now in heaven
When will this horrid war end?
Up until now sex slavery was unreal
But tell me how do you feel
Knowing your own town is number five
Every day girls losing their lives.
Due to the ignorance of the people
Girls arrested and charged for crimes they didn't commit
Letting the John free
One more girl for him to hit.
When victims are now criminals
We know people have turned to animals
When is it going to be enough?
These girls are only so tough
Close your eyes and think of a girl you know
Now think if she lived this life
What would you do?
Say she was asking for it,
I dare you.
Tell me the little girl was asking for it.
She never even knew.
Victim-blaming can only go so far.
And if she's getting into your car
I hope you take her to a safe place
Otherwise karma will hit you straight in the face.
If we work together
We could start a revolution
Otherwise this will become our evolution.
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