i feel sort of isolated
like i am supposed to be being one thing
and i am being something completely different.
He hates my tattoo on my face.
I love it.
It speaks to me.
He hates that i don't go with the flow.
I embrace it.
i love that i only participate when it suits me.
The alone time that i crave,
the disconnection that i feel
doesn't seem to matter
unless its getting in someone else's way
I'm not in the mood for "passion"
so please stop trying.
he said he understood
the proceeded to push the issue
and that makes me angry
and pushes me further than i feel in the first place
blame blame blame
shame shame shame
its always the same
always my fault
Ive never regretted a single decision
for a second
because they were mine
what is this
that i just feel
that i want to be alone
i could care less
who was home when
i just want some quiet
and some peace
without having to feel guilty that i haven't "given it up"
in a while
the more you drool
the further you push me
hey, why don't you try enjoying a conversation with me
without trying to get me to have sex afterwords?
then maybe ill feel like I'm actually being taken seriously.
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