Please Let Me Go

I know know that the sad comes way behind the happy of my life… I know that I have become here despite all the tragic moments in my small life. I'm just here to be not touched by a person who sneaks me away for his own pleasure. I know that they only want me for my young places that I own. You’re not allowed to touch is what I'm told. Why do you ask me not to tell? As I trust, you only take advantage of me as I'm yours to take. I am here to live and become. I only want to see and look at life as it comes. How do you know that it's okay, as you tell me? How do I understand that your hugs that come with a squeeze are love? I realize now that my naked body said no… You always said that was okay, even that hard thing that rubbed me to pain. No, I won’t touch it; please let me go…