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Vendetta
No. What is no?
I don't use that word.
I don't get to say no,
I have no self worth.
Take me.
Use me.
Go on,
abuse me.
No one will stop you.
No one will care.
I've got all day,
I'm not going anywhere.
Beat me, fuck me,
Torture me until I'm numb.
Wait, scratch that. I'm already there.
How dumb.
"I like you." "You're married."
How dare I say no.
He went on his way,
And numb with self hate, I glow.
I glow red.
I glow white.
The red is anger,
The white, fright.
I've got this vendetta, you see.
It's a powerful thing, and it doesn't leave.
I try so hard to think I'm worth it,
But it is so hard to believe.
I have a vendetta against myself.
I wake up, and it's so hard...
It's so hard to not follow through,
Come get me. Attack me. I have no guard.
I don't use that word.
I don't get to say no,
I have no self worth.
Take me.
Use me.
Go on,
abuse me.
No one will stop you.
No one will care.
I've got all day,
I'm not going anywhere.
Beat me, fuck me,
Torture me until I'm numb.
Wait, scratch that. I'm already there.
How dumb.
"I like you." "You're married."
How dare I say no.
He went on his way,
And numb with self hate, I glow.
I glow red.
I glow white.
The red is anger,
The white, fright.
I've got this vendetta, you see.
It's a powerful thing, and it doesn't leave.
I try so hard to think I'm worth it,
But it is so hard to believe.
I have a vendetta against myself.
I wake up, and it's so hard...
It's so hard to not follow through,
Come get me. Attack me. I have no guard.
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