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Gave it away


I can remember it really well

The day I had said Goodbye and Farwell

It was hard to see and hard to do, but somewhere deep inside I knew

And yet it was wrong, wrong for me to do

I guess I was just caught up and wasn’t thinking of what to do

It was taken, yet given by me

So now I wish I wasn’t able to say that I just gave it away, like an old toy from my chest

My virginity

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