I, I am confused, fighting myself [biting myself]

Wanting to give in, needing your help

Skin cold with fear, fear lives when we touch

Outside I don't know you, but inside I'm fucked



Can you see it in me, skin cold from touch

Each turn confronted with what I have done

You pull me closer, I push you away

You tell me it's okay, I can't help but feel the pain



I hate you

Why are you taken?

I love you

I feel so helpless

Why is it you?

ripping my insides each time I'm with you

why do I cry/try?

why do I really need to?

Why!

Fuck you, bitch!

need to . . . fuck . . .

slut