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Too young


You tell me I'm too young Too young to date Too young to swear around As if hearing the word fuck would trigger a panic attack As if I don't know what the real world is like The night I had to call the cops on my friend before she could take her own life The day I found my father comatose near dead on his birthday Yeah, the word fuck is so much more triggering Being held down and sexually assaulted by someone I had come to think of as a brother, holds no candle to hearing the word fuck My fragile virgin ears Not yet used to such profanity As if I'm not called a dyke on a regular basis Sayin I'm too young to know I love a woman while in the same sentence asking me what I want to do for the rest of my life
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