(trigger warning: mentions of child abuse.)
AND YOU CALL ME DOLLY /
YOUR TENDER PRETTY BABY, YOUR PURE PROFANE PRINCESS
YOUR DREAMY DEMONIC LOLI
BUT I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES, IN THE WAY IN WAY YOU TREAT ME,
IN MY BLOOD BETWEEN THE SHEETS, IN BRUISES YOU LEFT IN MY BEATINGS
IM JUST YOUR FAVORITE TOY, A NAIEVE PEICE OF MEAT, CRUCIFIED BY YOUR PERVERSE LONGINGS
SO DON'T CALL ME DOLLY /
IM NOT YOUR TENDER PRETTY BABY
IM NOT YOUR PURE PROFANE PRINCESS
IM NOT YOUR DREAMY DEMONIC LOLI
I'VE ALWAYS BEEN DELORES, THE DANDELION DRAGON, THE SUN-DRENCHED FAIRY WARRIOR, PATIENT AND UNYIELDING, ETHEREAL IN MY CELESTIAL STRENGTH, AND ILL PRY APART MY LIBERTY PENNY BY PENNY
BECAUSE I WAS NEVER YOUR DOLLY /
A\N: I don't know how to feel about this one. I didn't get the relief I usually get from writing half of my poems. Idk I feel I could scream about this for eternity and still feel angry. there is just too much grief.
I hate "Lolita". The book, the movies and all Lana del reys songs that reference them. Why do people find it so strenuous to not romanticize child abuse?
