Welcome to my mind You're getting a sneak peak A preview, if you will Of the twisted metal statue That is my mind I'm warning you now I keep music on To drown my own my thoughts I try to avoid my own mind so you probably should too...
I can feel my sanity draining Leaking from my ears So I keep headphones in To try to stop the flow But it still drains out slowly With thoughts like i know he's just using me But I'll deal with it, because, Clearly I'm a ******* idiot
Maybe I do love him, who knows? The *** is amazing though He doesn't know that, Even before he tried to say no strings attached I was already tangled up As I have been
How little he knows about his pretty little toy Not that he needs to know much It's insanely easy for him to get to me he doesn't even know you write... And still manages to know my weakness
I'll do almost anything to get out of my house Which is how I ended up staying at his anyway The things I ended up doing In an attempt to get away from mother Still swirl around in my mind Some of them making me blush Others, making me want more Even though I said this will be the last time I highly doubt it will But it will be for awhile at least... Because of that new girl I'll be waiting for her to pass His latest conquest can never be as good as you are
I don't know how to handle love Or hatred, grief, depression But ***? I have mastered that I mastered that long ago At a way to early age he doesn't know about that either... Doesn't know it wasn't willing Doesn't know the subject of the nightmare That woke us both up at 3 in the morning And initiated another roundΒ Β Doesn't know the reason I didn't take my turn In the handcuffs, I just said it causes panic attacks.. But didn't elaborate past that Didn't show him the scars Still on my wrist From my mothers boyfriends handcuffs Didn't tell him they've been there For nearly 7 years *has it really been that long...?
I've always hated those scars. Everyone always assumes they're from cutting... Not that I haven't done that too.