How can I speak if I’m silenced
How will they believe what I say
How can I live another day
How can I remain to have faith
How can you say I’ll be okay
How can you not see past me
How can’t you see the hurt
How do you know how this works
How can I get my justice
How does one be free
How does this happen
How did it only happen to me...
There’s a monster under my bed
Though it might just be my meds
Like my mother and father said
“Lilith, it’s all just in your head.”
The monster tells me these things
The words make my brain sting
I know I shouldn’t give in
But thoughts continue to ring
My walls are painted white
My bed coverings tucked in tight
No other sign of living life
Except for me speaking my fright
They held my ...