Three am and I'm in that park.
The trees rustle in the breeze
I'm here to meet a man
Not a sleeze.
Little do I know he's a human shark.
That's the hardest part.
He meets me halfway
He comments on my dress
I wait for the next step and
I'm molested with a caress
Barely keeping my tears at bay
What am I to say?
It's too late and my innocence is gone
How do I tell him who I count on?
If he touches again, I'll attack.
Yet, he keeps trying to take it back.
In this next part I try to get away
Nobody knows it still gives me pain.