You come to me with testimonies and expect empathy?
I’m supposed to share the pain I’ve felt this whole time?
Where’s your credentials? Where’s your references?
Check the year, it’s time to prove your rape

Did you not record the walking on eggshells?
Did you not snapchat them saying “No one else does this”?
Did you not video them calling you pathetic cunt?
Did you not get a witness when you couldn’t see your friends?
Did you not get a time sheet of when they were your best friend
Only to desert you when the 2nd woman comes by?
Did you not get an x-ray of them invading your space?
Along with a voice recording of you saying no
Each and every time their claws came around?
Then why would I believe you at all?

Your opening up is phoney
Your cries are all fictional
Your standing up is hurting us
Your experience is stereotype
Your suffering is invalid
You can’t prove a damn thing to me

This is the state we’ve been reduced
A victim can’t just be a victim, you must prove your rape
Your abuse isn’t as abusey as their abuse
That’s an abuse of the abuse tag!
It’s now a world where the walls of speaking up are higher
It’s not the just the gaze of the predator you gotta avoid
Now empathy is a thing to earned, not received
And the victim is more silent then ever before

Sebastian Noël