Speak Poem

I am artistic and sarcastic

I wonder why I was raped

I hear the music from the party

I want to talk about what happened

I am artistic and sarastic

I pretend like nothing happened

I feel Andy's hands all over me

I touch the soil beneath us

I worry that no one will believe me

I cry because I have nowhere to run

I am artistic and sarcasic

I understand that I was raped

I say my life could get better

I dream about a better life

I try to get good grades

I hope to find the perfect tree

I am artistic and sarcastic