When you took my innocence you didn't take it in one fell swoop.
You took it when all my stern plea's of denial turned into silence
And with all those rough touches when I didn't want a touch at all
And all these small harmful things that broke down something in me until I couldn't build it back up again
I will be okay.
But I hate that you've shaken the core that made me a person I liked once before.
I hate that thing's bypass my hard outer layer and hit my centre with a sharp jab and a painful inhale