these sheets have never welcomed me this much
drained from dragging my feet on the pavement
my ears have been filled with your pitiful pleas
my heart is eager to flee from the twisted words you breathe
if I'm being honest, this silence is way too loud
and I can hear your thoughts through your skull
I've always wondered what it would be like
to have a boy kneeling before me begging for my forgiveness
I've always thought that I'd feel powerful
instead I felt nothing
May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 2:46 AM UTC
these sheets have never welcomed me this much
drained from dragging my feet on the pavement
my ears have been filled with your pitiful pleas
my heart is eager to flee from the twisted words you breathe
if I'm being honest, this silence is way too loud
and I can hear your thoughts through your skull
I've always wondered what it would be like
to have a boy kneeling before me begging for my forgiveness
I've always thought that I'd feel powerful
instead I felt nothing
IF YOU ARE WITH SOMEONE DON'T TALK TO OTHER GIRLS
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