Post by lucidwitch on Nov 15, 2015 21:31:36 GMT -5
on't try and be me.
Unless you want me to hate you. Then keep doing your makeup the same! Keep changing your clothes and going after the guys I fall for! Keep listening to my music when other people are around but the second they leave, you tell me how much you dislike it.
Don't try and be me.
Just cause I attract these men doesn't mean you have to change for them to want you. Any decent man would lik e you for who you are let's be real here honey. Let's have some self respect.
Don't try and be me.
Don't repeat the things I tell you to everyone else. Stop saying you do the things I do when I'm not around. We all know you're a sweetheart. Stop trying to be a bitch. It's just too adorable.
Don't try and be me.
For the part I show you is only the part I let you see. Not tge part of me sitting on the bathroom floor, a blade in hand wondering if I should drag it across my throat because j can't really take all the stuff that's been thrown at me. Not the part of me shoving a finger down my throat until my nose bleeds because all I want is to have a decent body instead of all this.... fat.Don't f****** try to be me
For the only part you see is me is the part where I make love to men for the fun of it. But I only do it to the ones I hate for it makes me feel superior for once.
Don't you dare try and be me
For I clothe myself in black because that's all I've grown used to seeing. And that's all j want to be. Is surrounded by black
Stop. f******. Trying to be me.
For you didn't see me those nights in in a crowded basement bathroom filling my lungs with nicotine and sniffing up that sweet white power on top of the dirty bathroom sink and use a couple of that slurs prescriptions as a chaser
You didn't see me the nights I locked myself in my bedroom and drank until I couldn't feel anymore. Until my only thought was happiness. Until I passed out
You didn't see me the days. Sitting in my parents room with a gun in my lap and a bullet next to my thigh thinking about how ending all my suffering would be so simple
I wanna be me.
I wanna be that mask I wear
The one that all my friends love.
The one that gets all of these men to sleep with meThe one that people are afraid of
I am me
Only in some parts.
I love when the mask takes control of me and makes me who I am
I love when I can not give a f*** about the fact that these men want me
I love being a temptress and using it to my power and making these men want to sleep with me
I love being me because if you look at me wrong I know that once my fist impacts against your face you won't even remember why I hurt you
Unless you want me to hate you. Then keep doing your makeup the same! Keep changing your clothes and going after the guys I fall for! Keep listening to my music when other people are around but the second they leave, you tell me how much you dislike it.
Don't try and be me.
Just cause I attract these men doesn't mean you have to change for them to want you. Any decent man would lik e you for who you are let's be real here honey. Let's have some self respect.
Don't try and be me.
Don't repeat the things I tell you to everyone else. Stop saying you do the things I do when I'm not around. We all know you're a sweetheart. Stop trying to be a bitch. It's just too adorable.
Don't try and be me.
For the part I show you is only the part I let you see. Not tge part of me sitting on the bathroom floor, a blade in hand wondering if I should drag it across my throat because j can't really take all the stuff that's been thrown at me. Not the part of me shoving a finger down my throat until my nose bleeds because all I want is to have a decent body instead of all this.... fat.Don't f****** try to be me
For the only part you see is me is the part where I make love to men for the fun of it. But I only do it to the ones I hate for it makes me feel superior for once.
Don't you dare try and be me
For I clothe myself in black because that's all I've grown used to seeing. And that's all j want to be. Is surrounded by black
Stop. f******. Trying to be me.
For you didn't see me those nights in in a crowded basement bathroom filling my lungs with nicotine and sniffing up that sweet white power on top of the dirty bathroom sink and use a couple of that slurs prescriptions as a chaser
You didn't see me the nights I locked myself in my bedroom and drank until I couldn't feel anymore. Until my only thought was happiness. Until I passed out
You didn't see me the days. Sitting in my parents room with a gun in my lap and a bullet next to my thigh thinking about how ending all my suffering would be so simple
I wanna be me.
I wanna be that mask I wear
The one that all my friends love.
The one that gets all of these men to sleep with meThe one that people are afraid of
I am me
Only in some parts.
I love when the mask takes control of me and makes me who I am
I love when I can not give a f*** about the fact that these men want me
I love being a temptress and using it to my power and making these men want to sleep with me
I love being me because if you look at me wrong I know that once my fist impacts against your face you won't even remember why I hurt you