I'm just a girl
Traumatized by nothing
Reliving, not the trauma,
But the feeling that remained.
It all just feels a part of me now,
Inescapable identity.
Without it, I don't know what's left.
Shaped by daily abuse,
Weekly torment,
And then all the death...
My personality is a bruise
And life is the hammer.
You enshrine me,
But you know nothing,
Revealing only base desire
For the image of a girl disturbed.
Traumatized by nothing
Reliving, not the trauma,
But the feeling that remained.
It all just feels a part of me now,
Inescapable identity.
Without it, I don't know what's left.
Shaped by daily abuse,
Weekly torment,
And then all the death...
My personality is a bruise
And life is the hammer.
You enshrine me,
But you know nothing,
Revealing only base desire
For the image of a girl disturbed.
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