Rough ,Wet, Make it hurt
Sore in the morning
No time to flirt
No love, no whispers
Not even a kiss
Like animals, Mechanical
Tasting this
Bruises, teeth marks,
hickeys, thirst
*******, licking, Harder, grinding
The spot, Almost
Screaming, finding
Spasm, tightening
******, blinding

I'm 16 but I can't control what I think,
And what I think slowly sinks me in.
I fantasize about making love.
I fantasize about both of us.
Kissing
Loving
Slowly breathing love.
And when it became reality
I couldn't stop what I have done.

Living on the poor floor
Swept up like dirt
Four children, hard life
Crying hard, they hurt

Shelves are barren
Hunger stinks
Feelings all empty
Living on the brink

We have each other
Hearts do bind
Don't look our way
Nothing to find

This is our place
Leave us alone
Nothing to see
This is our home

I have this fear ,
So I'm constantly crying.
When someone asks, I'm always lying.
There are some things that can't be understood, so I pretend that they're all good.
People know I'm lying but they keep on smiling.
They don't understand the things that I'm hiding.
But can no one see the problems I face?
When ever I ask them: they say that they will fix them whatever it takes.
I smile and look at them straight in the face
I say: "thank you" and walk back to my fears
Knowing these problem won't ever fade.
No matter what it takes.

And no matter what it breaks.