he did this.
I'm not the same person I was before
He didn't listen to me when i said no more
I was just something he couldn't resist
Seriously that fucking man just had to persist
Like my body was a product being sold on a shelf
Honestly made me lose my sense of self
No wasn't a word he seemed to understand
Took what he wanted by demand
I had made myself hopeless
Dosed on enough drugs to make me boneless
Whose fault was it in all fairness?
Maybe I consented without my own awareness
The drugs really blurred my mind
Clarity is all I ever want to find
Belief isn't something I come by often
My body right now is truly foreign
I can't explain the effect you had
Well I guess the best explanation is that you made everything bad
Flashbacks of being pinned to a seat
After being told what we were going to do is just meet
You covered my mouth with your hand
Spoke words to me as a command
You knew I wasn't strong enough to push you
You said it was okay
But I really wasn't feeling that way
I blacked out, that was the plan wasn't it?
This was all something i didnt fucking permit
You took my innocence that damn night
Lucky for you I didn't even put up a fight
I blacked out before I could even react
Did you even consider the impact?
You stole my first time
Literally a fucking crime
The smell of the leather backseat
And the sight of the god damn street
All burned into my mind
Even though I fucking declined
You made me fear my own sobriety
Shit, was this my fault or societys?
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