Here's something you may understand
I was dealt a shitty hand
I've been raped
And there was no duct tape
Just the weight of someone who is much more
Holding me down to the floor
While you feel so small and weak
All you can do is speak
Plead
"Please"
But it falls on deaf ears
"It's okay"
Now sends a chill of fear
Hold yourself because another's touch is pain
Don't even know their name
Of the one who did this to you
Made the whole world lose its hue.
Not wanting to speak out
Feels like there's nothing to talk about
"It was my fault, should've done this"
But that's the point that we miss
It's not your fault.
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