Anasari -The Poisoned Apple.
" I am Anasari . Im what the world pity's i'm black and hispanic in a close minded world an in even more shallow city. My streak began when i was six and my dad couldn't keep his hands out of my treasure box telling me to stay home and to tell my mom ,that I was sick .
All he wanted to do was give a girl who hadn't even started her period some dick.
I dont know whats wrong with some of the creatures that walk on this earth ,and to reminisce and think that i was sleeping with my father made it even worse. Getting raped on June 21,2009 during a mayweather fight didn't even bring my darkness into the light. It turned me into a hell raiser ,but i swear i didn't bite. I don't know what really got into me .
I didn't know who i had become ,but one day , it was no more living like Milk Marie it was more like Brenda's got a baby .
YOU ARE READING
For the Girls.
PoetryRemake of the original which is located on my old wattpad @Thejahlaiyahlee. Stories of abuse, and neglect by ordinary girls like me and you.
