This is why I’m a wreck around exam time
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‘Hi’, yeah I’ve been thinking about it a lot
and I think that’s gonna be my first line.
I don’t really have much to say to you
but it sure isn’t from lack of trying,
I mean I thought of asking ‘If I don’t have 20/20 vision
how did you burn an HD image of your smile on my eyes?’
and ‘If smiles aren’t meant to make sound,
how can yours feel so quiet?’
It’s like the key to your happiness is something you want to hide from me
Don’t think I won’t find it out.
You’re like a carousel that won’t stop spinning around
long enough for me to get a ride.
And, for now, that’s fine
because I’m not talking about love
just a hell of a lot of like.
So if you’re down for it sometime
maybe grabbing a cup of coffee would be nice?
If you’re nice to someone for long enough you’ve earned sex from them, and if they don’t give it to you they’re being horrible and you’re the victim.
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I should’ve learned that those around me are people too
and they will be moved by the thoughts and feelings I hide.
They could empathize if I could give them the time, and I try
to be open, but I hold myself back and I’m sheltered and scared of being attacked.
I should’ve learned by now that it’s not all about me.
The things I think they’re laughing at are things they can’t see
and they really don’t care about that one thing I said and didn’t mean.
They can’t understand the world I see, and I’ll never know the world they percieve.
I should’ve learned by now that my body is mine
and I have the right to say ‘no’, and I can go if I don’t want to stay.
And no one else has any say in whether or not it’s okay
that I would rather wrap up tight alone in my own bed to night.
I should’ve learned by now that memories are scary,
but though they might scare me and scar me they are not part of me.
They are nothing but words, and yes, words can hurt and words have power,
but they can be erased, and changed, and interpreted in some more constructive way.
I should’ve learned to get over what was done to me, when I was a kid.
and accept this ignorant, innocent, idiot is me, like it or not, though I’d rather you did.
