I couldn’t tell you really, 

I doubt, and doubt, and doubt. 

All I know is, that I felt chilly, 

All I know is, that I couldn’t shout. 

It’s the things that happened while I was asleep,  

…an activity that brings out a women’s true vulnerability.  

How was it possible, to feel such captivity 

When I was just asleep? 

I was told to just let it go, 

That speaking would ruin someone’s life. 

It’s me who couldn’t say “no”, 

It’s me who couldn’t believe that this was real-life. 

Everyday I question what really occurred, 

Maybe, just maybe, I was just dreaming, 

 I feel as if that whole moment was blurred, 

Should I just stop believing? 

For what kills me the most, 

Is that I’ll never really get to know 

The things that happened while I was asleep.