It’s Real
The flashbacks
Are so real
It really was
My blood spilled
It’s hard to find
Those who really care
They don’t stand up
They just stop and stare
I poured out my heart
Opened up my life
Hoping the next kid
Won’t have so much strife
If I could only stop
The hurt and pain
To ensure they have
A chance to be completely sane
At times I really
Thought I would lose my mind
So please wake up
And open those blind eyes
Child abuse is real
In this whole world
We must do our part
To help every boy and girl
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