I thought I was smarter than I had to be.

No one ever told me that it would be this painful

to feel ashamed for a secret that I thought I had to keep.

I probably should've known better.

How could I let myself become this helpless?

You'd think I would've known.

But I would've done anything

to escape my reality and just go home.

I just can't believe I was ever that naive.

What kind of monster do you have to be-

To do the fucking things that you did to me?

Oh, and you were so proud of yourselves.

'Cause you knew that I could never tell!

Guess you didn't think it through that well

'Cause here we are.

Watch me pour out my cold heart.

You broke my soul in to the sharpest pieces.

And the worst part is-

you took my memory with it.

And you thought you could fill my head

With what you wanted me to believe.

You didn't even give me a chance to attempt

to fight you off of me.

You said I'd like your friends.

I didn't stand a chance.

(They said I wanted it)

But I wasn't dumb enough to believe

That you would waste those drugs on the willing.

(I wasn't willing.)

I wasn't even old enough to give my consent to anything!

I hate that there's so much I'll never know.

Like who the fuck I should blame.

I bet you remember everything-

except my fucking name.

Yours still haunts me to this day.

What a fucking shame.

And I'm sure you don't ever think about me now.

Unfortunately, my sober mind can't put you down.

I thought that I'd find closure by now.

But I guess this is something that closure has to live without.

I just hope you found peace within yourself

For what you did to me.

I was 16 years old.

Your friends were 23.

I don't know why I ever trusted you.

I still live with the pain;

But you get to live with the truth.