CULT CLASSIC
Sep 12
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Did you ever hear about that girl who was really bad at hide and seek
She always followed her leader blindly
Did you ever hear about that girl whose clothes were so white
She knew all about brainwashing
Did you ever hear about that girl who was in a cult standing in front of you today
She’s a survivor
I skipped a class and swallowed some glass
Troubled teen industry found its next victim in me
My options were psych ward or get on the plane
They had decided that I wasn’t sane
I arrived a day later
They told me Jesus would be my savior
I was given a bible and a buddy
A list of rules I was instructed to study
Either you would obey or with punishments you would pay
If you dined in white better not put up a fight
If you dined in red well you probably want me dead
As dead as the graves I had uncover
All I wanted to do was talk to my mother
When I spoke to her they wrote down every word
They underlined my cage for I am a trapped bird
My body still aches from all of their chores
Shoveling cow crap or polishing doors
Don’t go hoping for a break, there's none to take
Approaching the nurse was a dangerous mission
It didn’t matter if you were in critical condition
Told your injuries were fake as you beg and plead
He was 13 as the stab wound continued to bleed
Waking up at the crack of dawn
Wondering if another girl would be gone
You were welcome to leave at any time
They would even open the gate, no need to climb
But if you chose to go you were on your own
No money, no shoes, no passport, no phone
Darkness lingered outside that wire
You may be up for sale to the highest buyer
I didn’t think I could be more broken
Now I'm dying on the floor with my wounds all open
See this kind of fear is more than the monster under my bed
They cut me to pieces and invaded my head
After a while I entered a lovely stage of denial
Auto pilot allowed me to survive
Without it I don’t know if I would be alive
Just go through the motions, just get through the day
Just smile and nod, just say you’re okay
I became whoever I needed to be
I gave up on reality, I gave up on being free
They called me Ms. black book, I wrote up my friends
I was so blinded by a lightless lens
This place still continues to run
The worst part is that they think they won
So many victims, so many so young
I can’t utter the name or they will cut off my tongue
A teenage girl is currently being sued
My stomach remembers when they decreased our food
I am a chameleon blended into pain
Don't look up, stay in your lane
Don't show emotion, don't mistake a noise
You're not a child anymore, don't play with your toys
They called me weak and pathetic, said I was beyond help
I won’t be leaving a 5 star review on yelp
PTSD calls me to every attack by every flashback
Sometimes I don’t even know where I am
Please don’t call this a treatment program
The worship rings in my ear, a blaring alarm
I didn’t know someone could cause this much harm
I’m sick and I'm tired of being tortured and abused
Mind, body and soul all permanently bruised I feel for those still stuck in this hell
They stripped us to nothing, a carcass, a shell
Did you ever hear about that girl who escaped a cult
Well now I hope you understand the result
Sep 12
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