A million things running through my mind,
Like why a man would just assume,
Assume that his touch was wanted,
Or why a married man would try to take advantage of a tipsy young girl.
We grow up in a world,
That we believe is made of sunshine and rainbows,
But when you look through the magnifying glass,
It\'s much more than what meets the eye.
Why didn\'t I stand up for myself?
Afraid of what he would say or what she would think,
Was I asking for it?
Trying to signal the girl across the room,
With a shifty gaze and a plea for help,
His touch wasn\'t wanted I swear,
But that\'s not what he said.
In this world it\'s a she said he said,
Who do you believe?
He made me feel like a shameful liar,
When in reality he should be feeling dirty,
I couldn\'t even speak out, like the words were trapped inside my head.
I felt helpless and filthy.
But I escaped and nothing happened, I should be happy right?
Happy that it didn\'t go that far.
But for some reason I still feel nervous and uneasy.
My heart races and my eyes bounce from place to place,
Even though I remind myself that it\'s over,
And that It will never happen again,
Because this time I have control and I won\'t let it go.