I am a collapsible doll
you can press a button
and everything I’ve worked for dissolves
When I call the man I barely know
a fucking asshole
I’m stuck in the past
and all I’ve been through
When I tell him not to touch me again
I’m afraid he’ll accidentally
press the button and destroy me.
the fear is enough
to bring me to my knees.
I am sorry I said those things
because actually, I kinda liked him.
I don’t think I’ll be seeing him again
because if he comes back ill know
he’s even crazier than I am