Counting backwards

I'll push my dull heart down

Anytime you need me to

And you'll never hear me

Beg you under my breath 

Not to leave me

 

You looked at me

Like I'm a horrible 

Burden just now

Like my mother always has 

 

I'm trying to be good 

But I'm always 

Falling short 

 

I'm gonna cry

Please don't do this

 

Not again 

 

I'll never make you stay

So please don't turn away 

 

You kill me 

Time and time again 

Yet I keep running back

 

I have to draw the line somewhere 

But you make it so hard

I'm an artist 

And yet painting this boundary is impossible 

My rooster, he's the white one

Bee.Lover

VT

16 years old

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    On a scale

    I look in the mirror 

    Like any girl my age

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    Wait for them to go down again 

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