It was a cold, chilly night in the month of May.
I pulled my covers up high, ensuring me.
As I tried to go to bed, I reminisced about the day,
About how I stood quiet, falling to my knees.
 
Now that I think about it, it gives me shivers.
I taunted myself when suddenly tears started rolling down my eyes.
It was as if water was pouring into the rivers.
I cry hard thinking of all my lies.
 
If only I had spoken up, would I not be here.
All the things that happen to me, I hope happen to no one.
I could have done something if only someone were near.
My life before was better with so much fun,
However, after so much hate, I fear.
 
I wonder where I went wrong, and what I could have fixed.
I was a happy and joyful girl who was good at making friends.
But now my personalities are all mixed.
If only someone would lend me a hand.
 
I didn't speak up about the unfairness to me,
as I feared I would be judged.
I told myself, tomorrow would be a good day but with no guarantee.
With this being something unfixed.
 
I warn you to always stand up for yourself,
Regardless of what the world might think,
As the knot of Life won’t unravel itself.
At the end of the day, you will only see yourself shrink.
 
If only I had spoken up,
I would be something else than I am today