Misty Poem by yeslin salazar

'MY NAME IS MISTY
IM ONLY THREE, MY EYES ARE SWOLLEN
I CANNOT SEE
I MUST DO RIGHT I CANT DO WRONG
OR ELSE IM LOCKED UP ALL DAY LONG
WHEN I WAKE UP THE HOUSE IS DARK
MY FOLKS ARE'NT HOME
IM JUST AN EXPERICE JOKE
NO MORE NO LESS THAN SPEED OR COKE
BE QUITE NOW I HEAR THE CAR
MY DAD CAME BACK FROM CHARILES BAR
I HEAR HIM CURES MY NAME
I SQUEZE MYSELF AGAINST THE WALL
IM ON MY BED BUT ITS TOO LATE
HIS FACE HAS TWISTED IN TO HATE
I FEEL PAIN AGAIN AND AGAIN
OH DEAR GOD PLEASE LET IT END
MY NAME IS MISTY
IM ONLY THREE
LAST NIGHT
MY FATHER MURDERED ME'