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Broken

09/09/2017

By Jaime KennedyPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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I'm untouchable.

No one wants their hands on me.The guilt it leaves,I'm the sad, abused girl. Every hand I feel reminds me of them.Every time I feel in control,I break.They move me.Do things they like without my input,Without a second thought.

I'm unlovable.No one wants to date the slut.The girl who can't remember the names of the people she's let inside.The girls who's never sure,Until it's too late.

I tell myself over and over,It's not me, it's them.They it's them that can't figure out what they want,It's them that won't let me in.That it's them that are scared.

I tell myself over and over,I'm not hurt.I'm not damaged.I'm not scared.

I tell myself over and over,That I'm afraid.That I cannot love.That I'll never accept anyone Because I'll never stop seeing myself as the victim.

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