Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Just Like A Whore

Sometimes I wonder if you even care

And if you ever read this you’ll only see the anger

Not the hurt

Not the tears I won’t cry

Because that would make you upset

And sure you don’t mean to do it

You don’t even realize

I get it, don’t worry about it

It’s not like I matter

So yeah go ahead

Fuck me and leave

No, it doesn’t bother me

Yes, it does make me feel like a whore

But no we can’t say that word

Because you don’t like it

You won’t talk to me about my life

About those days way back when

When I made mistakes

When I fucked up

When you weren’t around

No, we won’t talk about the days when I was a whore

You’ll just treat me like one

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