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nothing but you.
Long days at work with no time for anything else
No eating, watching tv, or hanging out with friends,
No time for anything other than you.
Work is my safe place, where people understand me.
Where people see more than a hot body and sexy figure waiting to be played with.
Where people love everyone equally and safely,
A place I feel safe…
From you.
I dread coming home to you,
6:30 never comes earlier.
3 long, hard years of
Showering in my own blood.
My pale face losing color
My personality becoming more sensitive.
More criticizing thoughts enter my head, from you.
You don't understand.
You don’t understand the pain of being a girl
You can't be too ugly or too pretty,
You can’t be too skinny or too fat,
You can’t be too b*tchy or too nice,
You’ll never know.
My friends throw their thoughts of us at me,
Like you do with your fists
when I don’t get you a glass of water
in the middle of the night.
Long sleeves and pant suits
Cover the bruises on my arms and legs.
But nothing fixes the scars under my eyebrows and lips,
or the black and purple marks on my neck.
Girls have feelings too.
Girls have personalities,
And they love equal to you.
If you’d give them a chance.
And not see them as just a hot body with a sexy figure.
To not use and torture them.
To love and care for them
With people who feel the same.
I’ve lived my whole life to be loved and cared for by someone
who loves and cares for me the same way.
You wouldn’t know anything about that.
Because all you want is your glass of water.
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