I crave the touch that others repel
The touch others cast affects me like a spell
It's warm
It's safe
But others don't see it that way
Whenever I ask them about it they say
"I don't like it"
"It's gross"
"Just don't touch me"
And it hurts
And it hurts
And it hurts
And it makes me need the touch more
YOU ARE READING
Kimya Dawson
PoetryThis book is a collection of poems. Most of them are weird, and almost all of them are based on my life.
