NOTHING IS LIKE IT WAS BEFORE,
I KNOW NOT WHO I AM ANYMORE

I GUESS I WON'T EVER FEEL FREE
UNTIL YOU'RE DEAD OR I AM
WITH THE WAY THINGS ARE GOING, IT'S GONNA BE *ME.

IT COULD BE 100 DEGREES OUTSIDE AND MY BONES WOULD STILL BE COLD

*I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM ANYMORE

YOU MAKE ME WANT TO FORGET THE PAST AND DESTROY MY FUTURE

I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE

My body is none of your ******* business.
My ****** encounters are none of your ******* business.
MY BODY IS MINE.
JUST BECAUSE YOU'RE MAD DOESN'T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO CALL ME A *****, YOU KNOW GOOD AND **** WELL THAT I'M WORTH SOMETHING MORE
YOU'VE HELD THIS BODY
YOU'VE LOVED THIS BODY
YOU LOVED ME.
NOW I'M A *****?
*you ****** me too.

I want to be somewhere I feel loved

Isn't a home where you're supposed to feel loved?
Because I don't remember ever feeling it
I don't remember ever feeling home
I don't remember ever feeling loved
i don't remember
Maybe I was at one point
But this hatred and shame placed upon me and my name in this house is all too much to bear

"Home."
**Where?