Poetry For The Hurt And Loved

Good Girls Don't Tell

I'm a good little girl
I don't look at you
I don't speak unless spoken to
I cross my legs when sit
I don't smile
I don't laugh
I don't cry
I don't frown
So
Why
Why do you hate me so
I hide all my emotions
For you
And you only
I'm such a good boy for you
Yet
You still hit me
You slap and punch me
I'm your punching bag
And I don't tell
Yet
You still hit me
You leave marks all over me
Bruises and cuts
I'm covered in
You claw me in and out
You call me fat
You call me a slut
But
I've been such a good girl
I don't cry
I stay dry
Only
So your
Scary
Hurtful
Words don't stab me in the heart
You hate me
Don't you?
If you didn't you would hit me
You would hurt me
I love you
But you hate me
I'm so sorry
That Im not perfect for you
I'll keep trying to be a good boy
I'm a good boy
I'm a good boy
But why do you hate me so