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Jun 2018
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 ******* 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.
WhatIHopeToFeel
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