lay still , he want know your here
take a deep breath sign, he starts yanking you by your hair
his breath smells like he brush his teeth with beer
my teacher's ask me about the bruises I wear
I know if they know the truth I'll be no longer there
But he'll find me nd pretend that he finally cares
then when were home he'll knock my lights out till I can only hear my fear
Biting its way into me, making sure I od off some pills
He'll smirk, and laugh and say how he finally did it and he'll yank off training wheels
Giving me a boost of life till i start to crash onto the pavement
hard but guess its better if you start to die slowly on the cold, hard pavement
YOU ARE READING
BAD GIRL NO LONGER!!
ŞiirPOEMS THAT WILL MAKE YOU LAUGH OR CRY. poems based on a girl who use to be sweet but now its too late for all that, she's bad now...
