Scared

Hoot goes the owl in the deep of the night

You hear a cry as the owl finds it prey

Sometimes i feel like that prey

Can't escape, can't move, paralyzed with fear

Where do I run?

Who do I tell?

Will I even be heard anymore?

Will they even care if I do?

I've forgotten what it's like to have a voice

To even have friends

They all seems like strange concepts to me

Almost fantasy-like.

I will not stay quiet anymore

I have something to say, 

Something that's worth hearing

I am a survivor.