I Wasn't Ready!
i Wasn't Ready!
Everything you put me throught
i never knew it would hurt so much
you would think love come a go
with no pain no scares
but it left me brused up and out of breath
who knew your first love
would leave you open an exposed
what i thought love was
it was backwards
i gave in
i took the words that burned in my heart
and the heavy handed smacks
across my face
instead of covering my heart i coverd me scares
and all my black an blue bruses
i felt alone
my soul cried for help
but he came back with a crazy warm embrace
i took him back
i took the sorrys
i took the pain
then i snapped
i screamed out
"I Wasn't Ready...Please Help Me...!!"
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