1 in 4 girls
1 in 4 girls is sexually abused during childhood.
I am 1 in 4 girls.
I am, so far, a survivor.
This is my story.
These are my thoughts, prayers, fears, nightmares;
but also my joys, loves, comforts, strengths...
Be
How can I be a friend when I don’t trust anyone to know the truth about me?
How can I be a lover when my version of an orgasm is crying hysterically?
How can I be a wife when I look at any father and daughter relationship doubtfully?
How can I be a mother when my father abused me and my mother neglected me?
How can I be a nursery teacher when every time I see a little girl, I feel so unhappy?
How can I be all these things I want to be?
Thinkin’ with your brains blown that would make the pain go?
No, you gotta find a way to survive
‘cause they win when your soul dies
Baby don’t cry, you gotta keep ya head up
Even when the road is hard, never give up
Her
Nightmares trap her
demons attack her
something chases her
always the case for her
no rest ‘cause sleep’s stressing her
like the devil’s testing her
but it’s not amusing for her
flashbacks of dad abusing her
She’s living
She’s living a lie
everyday she tries to smile
while inside she dies
keeping up appearances all the while
She’s living with her molester
it was 15 years ago
the night he touched her
after all this time she should let go
She’s living her life
despite the past
she constantly wipes her eyes
gotta hide the hurt fast
She’s living as best as she can
don’t want everyone to know he did bad
they’d publicly shame the man
that she calls “Dad”
