I'm sorry, you hurt,
but I hurt too.
of course it'd be you,
the one who's taken away my pride,my innocence and out of everything still you thought that I belonged
to you, but was that really necessary? Was that the only part of me that mattered?
did you not love me enough or was it you loved me too much?
Was my innocence too tempting to keep you away?
I hurt inside day by day
knowing you you are, and that your
not locked away...that you live in my house, and just a room away...
no wonder why I don't get any sleep.
I'm scared of you and all you do, you've done it once what won't stop you from doing it again?
I'm sorry that I tempted you but
could you not have thought of
keeping it to your self?
Saving me the pain and embarrassment.
At time I wipe my mind of you and others I think of it while in the car with you....I wish the devil would take you under or that someone herd my screams and she's just as bad as you leaving me defenseless with you in the same room.