Poem: I Will Be Heard
It wasn't my fault for what happened to me.
It was something a child could never foresee.
It wasn't my fault that my trust was betrayed.
I could never have guessed upon me that he'd prey.
It isn't my fault that I did those bad things.
I did it to live. I did it to survive.
God didn't have this happen 'cuz I did something wrong.
I believe that it happened so I'd grow to be strong.
And I no longer care if others call me absurd.
I'll keep silent no more.
I will be heard.
Source: I Will Be Heard