I get scared to sleep,
He might just come in,
He may come by my bed and stare down,
Stare down at me.
My mom doesn't know,
And maybe it's best that way.
She is working and always busy,
She doesn't need more stress. If only I could tell her of my step dad,
But no,
I just can't.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like the straightforwardness, thanks.