You all thought I was out of my bounds , that rope stopped cutting my skin
I tear at my flesh every night in front of the mirror , and I wash the blood away with my sadness
It's not easy being two types of people
I'll try to let you understand
I was wrapped in pink as soon as they wiped the blood off of me
And just because I prefer he
Doesn't mean no one else is screaming , sorry , I will try to duck tape there mouth
I am still trapped behind the glass and only my fingers every slip threw my chamber door
Please don't love me , I will only cause you to be confused
I only get a small taste of the whine
If only I had the courage to cut a slit to let them out of me
If only
By Alex Haynes
Apr 29, 2016
Apr 29, 2016 at 2:49 PM UTC
You all thought I was out of my bounds , that rope stopped cutting my skin
I tear at my flesh every night in front of the mirror , and I wash the blood away with my sadness
It's not easy being two types of people
I'll try to let you understand
I was wrapped in pink as soon as they wiped the blood off of me
And just because I prefer he
Doesn't mean no one else is screaming , sorry , I will try to duck tape there mouth
I am still trapped behind the glass and only my fingers every slip threw my chamber door
Please don't love me , I will only cause you to be confused
I only get a small taste of the whine
If only I had the courage to cut a slit to let them out of me
If only
By Alex Haynes
This is when I got really depressed about feeling female and male
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