You don’t know
You don’t know
You DON’T know!
You don’t know what it’s like to be in this position
To know what’s right and what feels good
You don’t know what it’s like to be taken by a man twice your age
And told it is okay
You don’t know what its like to deal with the constant fear of screwing everything up
You don’t know
You don’t know
YOU DON’T KNOW
Small needles poke me
Tethers pull me in each direction
People ask too much and too little
They don’t know
They don’t know
They DON’T know
So I paste on the smile
Do you know how I got these scars?
I don’t know
I don’t know
I DON'T KNOW
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About the Creator
Mary Davis
I've wrote most of my life. A few words here and there. I am a mom and work full time in retail.
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