Thanks.
Thanks for calling me pretty.
For once, I agree with you.
But is it true that pretty hurts?
Is it?
Pretty is a deathly curse that haunts and eats away at you.
When you're broken, beaten and used, you blame it on pretty, or you don't believe in pretty at all.
When a good guy calls you pretty, you don't believe it.
But when a bad one does, you fall and let them have you.
Is it true that good guys finish last?
Is it true that the bad boys conquer?
Is it a bullshit stereotype that everyone believes?
Is it?
Maybe it's a matter of attraction, not of social status.
Following determines your confidence but in the end... "how many likes is my life worth?"*
How many times can you throw me around until I'm nothing but a lifeless doormat?
An object of unlimited possibilities to those who are desperate for something easy.
Let's just call myself a gift.
A gift for men.
A little thing to get off to... or ya know, shove up against a wall.
Or maybe a bed.
Or a floor.
Or a stiff, sweaty body.
A body that I said no to.
Oh wait, I'm forgetting my place again... A body that I didn't have a choice to.
What if that's all I get from love?
The forceful little glimpses of happy... happy?
What if I don't care because I wanted it... did I?
Or maybe I didn't but I mean, none of that matters.
My opinion doesn't matter.
I wish these excuses would stop it from hurting.
Maybe copping a feel is their coping device.
Maybe they're hurting too.
Nobody sees.
Nobody's listening.
Nobody cares about pain.
Everyone stares when you're pretty but really the stares are like bullets to me.
My feelings lie to me so why should I have a say?
Why shouldn't you just lie along with them?
Lie like the others who made me a prisoner of helpless obedience.
I never know what's really the truth or when to listen.
Maybe I should stop fighting and give in.
I guess I'm asking for it anyway.
Do I deserve this?
I don't think anyone does, but hey, I'm pretty after all, so I guess I deserve it a little.
Is it true that I'm broken?
Is it true that I'm overreacting or that it's obvious what I could do to fix this?
Is it true that that none of this will do anything at all?
Is it...?
Inspired by: *Sick Boy, The Chainsmokers
