Starving artists we are
Putting ourselves
On display
Like this
Writing for eachother
What we won't whisper
In the dark
Hoping somebody
Might understand
My Daddy touched me
I like girls
I love him
He doesn't love me
He beats me
He cheated on me
I was raped
I wish I could kill myself
Really we're all to afraid
To speak
Reason for writing:
frustration and fear
Birth sign: Aquarius
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