You think I want to be this way?
Lonely, afraid and depressed.
The muted light cannot shine through the window anymore.
You think I blocked it out.
So I'm asking for it then?
According to you, I'm petty and whiney
Like a lost dog or a child.
And speaking of children,
It was my fault that he touched me then too.
Seven years old, but yet, I should have known better.
As if by some gift of God, I'd know to resist.
These are the elixirs society has force fed me.
Jan 3, 2014
Jan 3, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
You think I want to be this way?
Lonely, afraid and depressed.
The muted light cannot shine through the window anymore.
You think I blocked it out.
So I'm asking for it then?
According to you, I'm petty and whiney
Like a lost dog or a child.
And speaking of children,
It was my fault that he touched me then too.
Seven years old, but yet, I should have known better.
As if by some gift of God, I'd know to resist.
These are the elixirs society has force fed me.
