You Don’t Know Her Story-By Breanne Stoller
How would you like to be harassed every day?
Told that you’re a killer
And you’re left with nothing to say
Cause no one understands
And they just don’t want to
You can point her out in a crowd
And recall her name
She’s the teen slut who had the abortion
That was her claim to fame
But she doesn’t have any glory
And you don’t know her story
So imagine being pinned down by a man made of stone
Being raped then called a liar
And in the end you’re left bruised all alone
Worst of all
You’re having his baby
You can point her out in a crowd
And recall her name
She’s the teen slut who had the abortion
That was her claim to fame
But she doesn’t have any glory
And you don’t know her story
So have it, they would say and don’t perform a sin
But you can’t give love to something
That reminds you of the face of him
Just can’t give this baby
The life it deserves
You can point her out in a crowd
And recall her name
She’s the teen slut who had the abortion
That was her claim to fame
But she doesn’t have any glory
And you don’t know her story
A life threatening decision she had to make
So agree to disagree if you must
But it was for the baby’s sake
And when it all comes down to it
She still regrets it sometimes… |