You ***** me.
And all your friends thought it was a joke.
You ***** me.
And I blamed myself for weeks.
You ***** me.
And I still do.
You ***** me.
And my parents called your parents to talk about it.
You ***** me.
And I’ve never felt so embarrassed in all my life.
You ***** me.
And a year later I saw you at Waffle House.
You ***** me.
And all I want to do is drink.
You ***** me.
And it did not leave physical bruises.
You ***** me.
And it left bruises on my soul.
You ***** me.
And I am still not broken.
You ***** me.
But you have not won.