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Breathe


*this is a uncomfortable topic for lots of people, something that is sensitive for people who have experienced this. To all young women out there, don’t be fooled. The only person who knows your worth and beauty is you. If you don’t, then that’s something you yourself has to work on. Don’t let anyone convince you with their words. Actions are what matter. *

 

 

 

 

 

Breath in breath out.

They stare at you

Head to toe

But never think to look in your eyes

You know it’s not sincere

But your mind and body tell you otherwise

You feel like a somebody for once

Breath in breath out

They call you beautiful

You’ve noticed how much attention they’ve given to you

Doesn’t that count for something?

Breathe in breath out

They won’t stop showing interest in you

They say how beautiful you are

How much they like you

I mean at this point you think they are being genuine

They must see your worth.

Right?

You question how this even begun

You are just a girl walking the halls trying to get through the day

And one time

Out of no where

You are noticed.

Breath in breath out

 Your phone won’t stop blowing up

Now they are showing their true plans for you

Start asking questions that make you feel pressured and confused

You convince yourself

It must be because they care.

Right?

How bout’ you take that shirt off for me

You’re too pretty to not take it all off for me

Show me what you got under those jeans

Don’t worry I won’t screenshot

Breath in breath out

You go for it

Why not?

They think your beautiful

They must care about you.

Right?

The next day more people are glancing at you

You had no idea why

Until you found out

That everyone was looking at you

On their phones

Of the picture

You took

Just that night

I guess he didn’t care about you like you thought he would

You feel used

As if you are an object

Breath in--

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