well at least I was wanted


days when I'm really low

conflicting in my mind

yes I was sexually assaulted

it was against my will

but at least I was wanted

at least someone thought I was pretty

or attractive

or something.

nobody ever seems to love me

they pretend to

so they can use me

but if they use me

at least I was wanted

even if by a pedophile

even if by family

all incidents illegal

but at least I was wanted.

  • Author: NinjaGirl (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 10th, 2024 20:15
  • Comment from author about the poem: When my self-esteem is low, these thoughts tend to come. Then, later followed by ones in which I blame myself. It conflicts my mind. People calling you pretty...just so they can have nude pictures of you. Someone giving you a hug...just so he can shove his hand down your pants. It's confusing. Manipulative, maybe? A false sense of security preying on a weak soul...to use and then discard. I'm not sure I know what love is anymore. I've never related more to that one song that goes like: "what is love? baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me, no more."
  • Category: Sad
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