Poems from BritneySlam
We had something special
Something my middle school heart needed at the time
Something that was memorable
for me
I know you felt it too...
Broken records on repeat
trying to find a loophole to set me free
Tell me about yourself
A loaded question
Never the one with an answer...
Chapped lips and tear stained cheeks
the result of your lies
Shouting inside my head
they're saying youre almost dead
The truth will set...
You minipulate me
made your aesthetic to be that of a devil's
I guess its my fault
Ive always been known to be a devil's advocate
You say...
Taking a deep breath and jumping off the ledge
or cutting my wrists with a straightedge
seemed to be the only way out
Thats just the way I...