Every day I tell myself
It wasn't real
I try to hide the fact that I'm scared, and that I obviously saw It there, but
Every day I tell myself
It wasn't real
I saw it stare at me with It's hollowed out eyes, as I cowered in the corner trying not to cry, but
Every day I tell myself
It wasn't real
The sounds It made were so vivid and filled with rage, as I said It's name, but
Every day I tell myself
It wasn't real
For months after I tried to forget my attacker, and get passed that horrible encounter, but
Every day I tell myself
It wasn't real
And till this day I wake up and pray that what I saw that day was all just fake, and
Every day I tell myself
He wasn't real
