&&i'm
sorry,
I'm not myself around your friends,
I don't tell you when I'm upset,
He told me not to,
He told me he didn't wanna hit me,
Then I got a spack in the face.
I'm stupid, loud, and obnxious,
I wasn't allowed to be myself,
Around anyone.
I'm not supposed to be this girl,
You're not supposed to love me this way!
I'm a bad girl, aren't I?
He told me so!
You should be hitting me!
You should be attempting to rip away every last piece of my
heart.
You're not supposed to be nice unless I'm good.
Instead, I'm good for being me?
Stupid, obnixous, loud, crazy, annoying?
That's what he always said;
Why are you so different?
This isn't what I'm used to.
I'm so confused.
What am I supposed to do?
