At War Poem by Adrianna Rorie

why so young
why so much pain
why does he use me
why does he play with me
like im a game
i ask myself why
i'm only 18 facing the thrills
of life but i try to hide what
i'm feeling inside all i feel
everyday is shame of what
this man has put in me
am I his slave
am I supposed to serve him in everyway
am i supposed to obey him until he puts me in my grave
I try to be brave but my pain is to much save
please tell me why I'm here because it seems to
him I'm only good when i'm on
MY KNEES BEGGING HIM PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME
HOW COULD THIS BE PLEASE TELL ME
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO.