Eyes stapled open,

Mouth taped shut,

Ropes restraining my body,

This is what it’s like in society.

Opinions kept to myself,

Truths always stretched,

Must not make a sound,

Or he’ll get me.

Help me out of this mad house,

For crying out loud,

He killed the girl beside me,

His standards were too much for her.

I’m not safe here,

I tried to get away but the guilt got me,

He won’t let me go,

He’ll kill me himself.