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not good enough
your glances burned beneath my fingers every slice.
i buy your insecurities, dripping with the price.
your words made every scar darken a shade.
always inadequate, forget how much i'd paid.
i danced like a fool, you were not entertained.
and i sang till i fainted, not once were you phased.
i've tallied a mark for my every mistake.
for every single time i thought i would break.
every stupid awkward bumbling phrase
and stutter, whimper, numb-faced daze
every tear i pulled back into my dead glaze
just to earn a gold drop of your genuine praise
why do i try like this?
think i could die like this...
tried not to cry like this...
when i tried to commit suicide you were mad
you stood and went off at me right in front of dad
it's funny that i pulled you up that night
right in the midst of fighting for my life
so i'm not the cookie shape you wanted
and i will never be the girl you flaunted
just a freak covered in scars
"i kind of wish she wasn't ours"
every time that you told me to cover with sleeves
every time that I left when I started to bleed
every word you threw on to the fire you feed
and feed and feed and FEED AND FORCE FEED
a thousand times over today I am freed
a thousand times over I'm not prey to your greed
a thousand times over we are not the same breed
a thousand times over for when I impede
I AM YOUR CHILD AND I AM IN NEED.
i will not listen. i have already heard.
i will not blead till my vision is blurred
i will not cut till my speach becomes slurred
i will never again be defined by your word

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