I don’t want to live
I don’t want to die
I don’t want to go on day to day
I can’t tell the truth
I can’t tell a lie
I can’t do anything without wanting to die
I don’t want pity
I don’t want pain
I don’t want to keep the blame
I can’t be myself
I can’t be anyone else
I can’t be an invisible doll on a shelf
I don’t want freedom
I don’t want prison
I don’t want to be a doll shaken and spit on
I don’t want to be a little girl like this
I don’t want to grow up this fast
I don’t want my childhood not to last
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