****
I Have no idea what I'm doing
"make a wish foundation"
for the nice guy.
I'm tried and weary my heart is empty
half way through, No not even half way mid start
I want to quite

Mid **** for a nice guy
I'm grasping at straws underneath him
mind numb off regret. a sick empties

My body is not my own
he has laid claim and conquered
Branded is my heart and soul with your green eyes
miles miles away and I'm still some how your only
witch craft

You'll lay me down
tear into my neck
bit into my breast feel my heart pound against your mouth
a smile will spread across your lips
I'll feel it on my skin
the same smile will appear on mine

I don't know what I'm doing
you're the sweet nice boy
But I don't want you
you can't make my heart race
my knees weak
But I'll let you finish
with the shouts of No in  my mind