i've never been sexualized before,
but i lied out the blueprints and materials
on the table, and you quickly shoved
all the pieces together.
you rushed it and it was destined to crumble,
you comment on my shape and i
blush and giggle and then
somehow my stomach ends up in knots
and i wanna be sick.
you say i'm perfect, sexy, beautiful and you want me with you,
i don't fucking know you and i never will.
kisses and hugs,
the fucking ghost of the regretful girl in the pictures i sent you
YOU ARE READING
ampersand
Poetrya collection of trash poetry from a girl who tries to treat people with kindness although many have been unkind to her
