Why can\'t you see me?
I\'m laying over here,
Please come and find me,
Can\'t stay here all year.
Hidden in the bushes,
Laying out on the ground,
It\'s so very cold here,
Is there no-one around?
They must have missed me,
They must have a search,
Mum, John and Wendy,
All the people from the church.
Why did he do it,
I did all that he said,
I didn\'t fight or scream,
With a gun at my head.
Let him have his way with me,
For my very, very first time,
Even though he hurt me,
I wouldn\'t report his sex crime.
I promised I\'d love him,
When he did it once more,
Telling that I adored him,
As he left me so sore.
After each time he finished,
I would suck him all clean,
Even though the taste,
Would make me feel green.
I did try to enjoy it,
To keep my fear inside,
To not be the victim,
Not to let him decide.
That my life is my own,
Not forever in his check,
But it was all in vain,
With his hands around my neck.
My evidence is now fading,
I\'m started to degrade,
So please keep on looking,
So another virgin is saved.