9:42
what if i told you i was raped?
stripped of my cover
hands clawing and ravaging for more
shoved uncomfortably against a wall
into a corner
thrown into places i would rather be anywhere but
hearing the taunts and the laughter
trying not to focus on reality because reality
is much, much too cruel to be real
my veil of innocence shattered
like nothing more than a flimsy piece of paper
because that’s all my innocence is, right?
my hopes and aspirations pierced by doubt
taking over my mind
allowing me to feel nothing but the hopelessness
and despair
the hands clawing and ripping
searching for something else because that’s all we want
is more
more
more money
more love
more possessions
more notoriety
more knowledge
more power
and what are all of those in the hands of a snatcher
a dream snatcher
the snatcher of the little girl
who runs around in her backyard
in the summer sun
who doesn’t know the difference between love and friendship
because they all blend together
who doesn’t know the difference of difference
and sees everyone as a simply good person
and what happens when society
society in all of its shiny, polished, uniform image
with the gleam of their suits and the same
stony expression on their faces
pushes that little girl into her corner
and rips the very innocence from her bare hands without warning
and shoves her out in the middle of an unfamiliar place
with a blank piece of paper for a map
they tell her to make mistakes
to learn
to grow
but when she messes up, she is taught to harbour guilt
when she learns, the information is warped
when she grows, she is being shorted
but no one tells her one day she’ll find her voice
somewhere in the back of her throat
an inkling of a muse dying to escape
and she’ll scream until she cannot breathe anymore
because once she is done, she will feel broken
but not for long
because scars will heal
and time will tick by
and the world will turn a few thousand more times
and the memories of that dark cold corner are just memories
society raped me
society left me shivering in the dark cold corner
and i want for the memories to fade to just that
so when do they?
stripped of my cover
hands clawing and ravaging for more
shoved uncomfortably against a wall
into a corner
thrown into places i would rather be anywhere but
hearing the taunts and the laughter
trying not to focus on reality because reality
is much, much too cruel to be real
my veil of innocence shattered
like nothing more than a flimsy piece of paper
because that’s all my innocence is, right?
my hopes and aspirations pierced by doubt
taking over my mind
allowing me to feel nothing but the hopelessness
and despair
the hands clawing and ripping
searching for something else because that’s all we want
is more
more
more money
more love
more possessions
more notoriety
more knowledge
more power
and what are all of those in the hands of a snatcher
a dream snatcher
the snatcher of the little girl
who runs around in her backyard
in the summer sun
who doesn’t know the difference between love and friendship
because they all blend together
who doesn’t know the difference of difference
and sees everyone as a simply good person
and what happens when society
society in all of its shiny, polished, uniform image
with the gleam of their suits and the same
stony expression on their faces
pushes that little girl into her corner
and rips the very innocence from her bare hands without warning
and shoves her out in the middle of an unfamiliar place
with a blank piece of paper for a map
they tell her to make mistakes
to learn
to grow
but when she messes up, she is taught to harbour guilt
when she learns, the information is warped
when she grows, she is being shorted
but no one tells her one day she’ll find her voice
somewhere in the back of her throat
an inkling of a muse dying to escape
and she’ll scream until she cannot breathe anymore
because once she is done, she will feel broken
but not for long
because scars will heal
and time will tick by
and the world will turn a few thousand more times
and the memories of that dark cold corner are just memories
society raped me
society left me shivering in the dark cold corner
and i want for the memories to fade to just that
so when do they?