White Waters

Hurt

I spend my days doing bad things

So that the beatings will have meaning

It hurts a little less that way

I do the things I do 

So that when I trace my scars

And clean my bruises 

I smile 

because it hurts a little less that way 

I fall into the wrong crowd 

Do the wrong things

Because I hope someone will come save me

Notice me and set me free

But they don't 

It hurts a little less this way