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A bad girl.

by Ink149

Im sick Of people thinking I'm a "bad" girl. I'm a girl. I've kissed the wrong guy At the wrong time Not because I loved them Or even liked Because it was expected of me. That's as far as I dared to go. That was when I was scared To show them I wasn't straight I was bent 180° And of course I was labelled Never to my face Well, once And it was said by someone who I knew could hurt me. But I'm not a bad girl. I screwed up. Not big but enough. Bur I've stopped acting Because I was expected to. And now I've been judged again By someone who I thought could trust me. They can hurt me Because they think they know my past. And I don't want to leave them. But I don't want to stay. I'm sick. But am I sick to stay Or to leave? I need help. I'm not a bad girl. I know. I hope.
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Jun 16, 2018
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