I thought i was safe

I thought i was safe
when we came to this state
between almost being rapped
and being afraid to date

where we lived
was a bad place
and time wasn't a waste
when nobody was a disgrace

in this state
in my house
i know their here
so i never feel safe

it started late
at night
on the eigth night
that we all stayed
the walking in the hall
the voices whispering to me
calling me
Elizabeth
when it's not even my name
to feel stuff touch
and hold your face
and when your upset
and crying
to feel something there
that doesn't stare
but tries to help
control your emiotional fate

the coldness starts
every night
i hear the voices
footsteps walking
down the hall
as my tears receed
at being here

it doesn't scare me
atleast not anymore
but for some reason
now you see
i liked being called Elizabeth
it comforts me

so the answers yes
this house is weird
but i'm not scared
for why have fear