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Filthy hands

You are like an animal touching me with force

And everything inside me screams that this is false

Did i turn you on? Is there something I don\'t know?

Why do you keep on touching me when i have told you \"no\"?

Please, tell me what i did. Was this all on me? 

Or do you play \"hunter\" on every girl you see?

How will you excuse yourself? I\'m wearing baggy clothes

What did i do that told you you could come this close?

 

Your filthy hands are on my chest and I\'m screaming inside

It feels as though it\'s a bad dream, nothing but a lie 

I\'m trying to protect myself, trying to change your plans

But there really is no stopping those two filthy hands

 

You look at me as if I\'m prey, your face has turned red

As you insult my body and put fear inside my head 

I\'m paralyzed, i need to move, stand up, push you away

You violated something sacred which I cannot replace

I tell myself \"this isn\'t real\" as your actions cloud my mind 

My body was assaulted and I can\'t even cry 

Before, the sky was blue and the sun used to shine

Now it feels like it\'s snowing in the middle of July

 

Your filthy hands still on my chest, your filthy lips on mine

It feels as if it was a dream, but there\'s no room to lie

I couldn\'t protect myself, i couldn\'t change your plans

There really was no stopping those two filthy hands

 

You didn\'t beat me up, you didn\'t rip my clothes

You touched and kissed my body with a \"gentle\" approach

All you did was force your filthy hands under my shirt 

I was never even pretty, why force on me your dirt? 

Am i supposed to be thankful you didn\'t rape me then

When your filthy hands snatched from me the faith i had in men?