Push Right Back
Don't touch me
Don't
Do you think I'm an object?
Just some play thing?
sitting here to entertain?
Do you think I'm going to fall under your spell
and follow your every command?
I have a soul you know
I have thoughts and feelings
I'm alive in every way that counts
how did we end up here again?
Oh that's right
you made a few sweet promises
leading me astray
and then I said no.
I said no.
No.
When you tried to persuade me
my anger boiled over
and you saw my eyes flare
my temper snapped
I locked up, tense and stiff.
Jerking away, with your every movement
You tried to recover
tried to pull me back in
and I said something that surprised you
"Fuck you"
I don't need you
I won't be used by you
yuor words mean nothing to me anymore.
Go ahead
Try to push me to the floor
I'll get back up
and push right back.
Don't touch me.
Don't.
You never loved me
you only ever wanted me for my body.
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