Dec 2011
All it took was a swipe.
One small, insignificant swipe.
You took your finger and erased my name,
Erased me.
I won't let you erase my identity.
One small, insignificant swipe.
You took your finger and erased my name,
Erased me.
I won't let you erase my identity.
There are a few girls on my floor in college that think it is hilarious to erase my name off of my whiteboard outside my door. At first I thought they would grow tired but in all honesty, they have been doing this for months. I am not going to let them erase me away; I am not going anywhere.
