her father ate her cherry
her mother beat her close to death
but she’d dream about sanctuary
up until her last breath.
her boyfriend raped her in a car
her daddy had nothing to say
but she only thinks about the scar
they’re cutting her open on her birthday.
her mother says, “hope you’ve learned your lesson.”
her friends gave her numbers to call
but she went and bought a Smith & Wesson
someone’s got to pay for it all.
but her tummy’s gotten rounder
and the priest tells her to keep it
she hates what’s eating inside her
and she can’t stop thinking that this is it
this is it
this is it-
-bang.