Don't stop on my account.
It's not like I've ever stopped you before.
So I don't see why this time was any different.
Is it only so you can push the blame on me
Is it only so you can push the blame on me if it doesn't go as expected?
You use me like a useless rag doll,
You use me like a useless rag doll, Bereft of a voice and freedom.
I feel all icky inside.
I feel all icky inside. Raging against the force of nature.
This thing you're doing?
This thing you're doing? No one can stop you. This is manipulation at its finest.
And I hate it.
Feelings bottled up are of no use if you're afraid to be free of them.
If you can't bear to let the world know what was hiding inside.
But like I said,
But like I said, Don't stop on my account.
*** Whooooaaaa. So after half a month, I've finally written something. Soooooooo many tests and finals. I'm so done with math. But alas, this piece was definitely tied to some helpless feelings and personal issues.
On that note, something happier: Heeeeelppppp I'm crushing hard on someone and ahhhhh I can't do anything about it. I think that's where the bottled up feelings part came from?
I'm too shy to say anything because ahahahaha I don't function that way! But last note if you feel like it: Follow me on Instagram! @is.a.belle743 (aka. shameful advertising ahahahaha sorry!)