Prologue- When I was 6 years old, I was raped by my Older Cousin James. When I told my Dad and his family about it, they didn't believe me. This is what I felt like at the Court Hearing when my own family testified against me. I trusted you...
To believe me and to help me...
I trusted you...
To be there for me When I really needed...YOU!
I trusted you...
but yet, You did not trust me
Thought because of age, That I could not tell Fact from Fiction...
I thought that...
Since you relieved me...
That you would help me..
I trusted that you would be my Father...
To hold me and Hug me...
When I most needed it
But YET you got on that GOT DAMN STAND
and told the Court that
I
Your
Own
SON
was
A
Liar...
Deep inside I hate you....I hate you SO much, that when I even think About YOU...I cry.
To die inside at the age of 6...
You left me...
Alone...
I trusted you....
I agree, but what I'd say would have been:
"O . . . m . . . g . . . only a flipping pervert would rape their own cousin! What the flip was the flipping pervert flipping thinking!? I think the flipping pervert should have gone straight to JAIL!"