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12-9-02





I feel so heavy



My 3-inch platform boots



Weighing me down



My body dead weight



You’re screaming at me



It isn’t helping



It’s just giving the two of us a headache



And I’d yell back



If I had the strength



But I’m sick and tired of arguing



When I know I’m right



I’m always right



And when we’re finally



Getting somewhere



You ignore me and my questions



I want to cry but that takes effort



And I can’t feel any of my body



And I’d kill myself if you weren’t



Beside me



Watching my every move



Just in case



I do something wrong



Something to displease you



Well reality should hit you soon



That I don’t care



I do love you though



But I hate who I’ve found



Within you



I didn’t fall in love with it



Don’t think I can, ever will be able too



I love you, miss the old you



Feels like I’m dating a stranger



And it’s starting to hurt what’s left of me



But that’s okay!



You’re used to Fucking strangers



I know you don’t understand Modesty



And Morals, oh believe me!



But trying to respect mine would be a start



So sorry you don’t have any



Was that your parents fault or yours



The latter is most likely



I’d hate you if you didn’t



Make me so



Goddamn confused