• hopelessly 6w


    It’s not just putting your hands on me
    Pushing me and shoving me
    Hitting me in the face
    It’s in the words you say
    Calling me trashy and good for nothing
    Telling me to dress a certain way
    It’s in the games you play
    My mind all in turmoil
    Not knowing whether I’m right or wrong
    Being scared with every move I make
    Walking on eggshells so as not to upset you
    But I guess you’re upset with the world
    I just happen to be in it