Can I play,too?

"Can I play too?" I ask.
But no one hears me.
No one ever hears me. It's been that way for as long as I can remember.
I am five years old, my only friend is my raggedy doll.

"Can I come to the party too?" I ask.
But no one hears me.
No one ever hears me. It's been that way for as long as I can remember.
I am fifteen years old, my only friend is my blade, my pills, my pimp.

By seventeen, I am pregnant with my first child.
I am so scared.
I am so alone.
I am afraid my baby will starve, will be addicted to the crack I smoke.

Why couldn't I just play too, like all the other little girls?