He hurt me way more than people know
The story I hide behind resides in my throat
The story I so desperately choke back
As to not anger him more, his chilling voice haunts me
No one actually believes me, no one takes me seriously
I'm screaming now
Too low to hear for people around me
Yet the very hum of my voice that people do hear
Remains too low and too fragile to break
My screams unable to be heard or felt
This silent yell that I keep inside
People who hear me turn their heads
Noticing now that they hear
The fear, anger, and sorrow
Building up inside was too much
For a 14 year old girl to handle

Some laughed, some got scared
The real friends and the real family
Comforted that 14 year old
through her struggles
Through this difficult time in her life
Making her strong enough
To rise up and help others like her
But that 14 year old girl
That 14 year old girl was me
And I was 13

13 when he had crossed the boundaries of my body
Crossed past everything and anything
That could've been a stop sign
To any boy or girl that had saw it
The distress in the 13 year old girls face
Telling him to stop
Yelling and screaming 'no'
But it was only a whisper
And that 14 year old girl
Had to deal with the trauma
The silent screams at night

The hurt, the sorrow, the fear, and the anger
That the 15 year old boy had put her through
When she was only 13 years old
Some call her crazy
Some say it was her fault
People blame her because it's easier
Than admitting
That the 15 year old boy
Had no right to touch her in anyway
No matter what signs he misread
that's life and that's just society
Everyone ignores those silent screams
No one wants to turn their heads
To see that 13 year old girl
Who had to deal with stuff
Way too much for herself
That 13 year old girl
She was me.