I get how psychology 
Can be used to delegitimize your experience 
Like who’s that girl
And what’s she at
They came at me
Like they want me back
And hold me against my will
With the upmost skill
They bandage my eyes 
Til I can’t see
But I’ve a North Star leading me
Down the avenue 
By the coast
Spelling out what I love the most
And he swears he’s right
But I feel my head get light
When he suggests
What I should ingest
And it’s all for the higher power 
So I surrender to God
It makes it possible to bear the rod
That clips my my fingers 
As I grasp the cliff
Holding forever in a what if