I think I said it again
Those words fill the air like toxic waste
Exactly what I am to everybody
I'm a living breathing joke to them
A Cry Baby at the very least
As they think I'm a dog so they put me on a leash
Restrained
Fighting
The urges to say those words again
But if I say those words
I'll pay the price for it
They push me against the sink
Grab the pink bar of torture and taste
And wash my mouth out with soap
Like my mouth is not clean enough
Haven't said a curse word for a week
I'm such a problem to them
Can't I just be something more than a cash grab
It might be game night every night
But I hate playing poke her
She will soon snap out on you and lose her shit
Because she is wasted from every ounce of wine she drank
I think I said it again
My words offend the people who never get offended
It's exactly how and who they tell me I am
A Cry Baby at the very least
But it's unladylike to speak your mind
So keep your mouth closed as long as your legs are
Because if you open either you're a slut
Or if you open your mouth then you're considered a bitch
That the only things you say are with attitude
But if I say those words again
I'll pay the price for it
They'll push me against the bed
Tie me down so I don't leave their sight
They'll tell me what I did was wrong
And wash my mouth out with soap
What I did was wrong
So wash my mouth out with soap
I never should have opened my mouth
So wash my mouth out with soap
What I did was wrong
So wash my mouth out with soap
I never should have opened my mouth
So wash my mouth out with soap
What I did was wrong
So wash my mouth out with soap
Never should have used the words "I love you"
So wash my mouth out with soap
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A Deep Dive Into My Teenage Mind (From The Vault)
PoetryI decided to write a whole poetry collection that concurs everything that has been happening in my years on this planet. I've been going through things good and bad. I'm so happy to put this out on short occasion but I'm ready to get this out.