Kassie B - Slut

Im sick of names!
I wish that everyone thats calling me them,
would just leave me alone!
I dont dress any worse than you do,
and yet you say i am still.

I dont want to be known as the girl who is sleezy,
doesnt everyone want to be remembered in a good way?
Because I know I do,
before your names didnt bother me
because I know who I am,
and I dont have to prove anything to you.

But now,
I have my closest friends calling me that,
I never know when they are joking or not anymore.
Everyday i go through the same thing,
the same name,
the same feeling in my gut-
making me sick until I want to puke!
Its like when you go to the hospital,
and you get raced down the hallway,
gasping for your last breath as though your heart is about to stop,
and your insides become now out of you.
Its that sick feeling I get when I know,
that maybe,
just maybe,
no one will ever be there for me.

Maybe everything they said is an excuse to get rid of me,
and instead of them pushing me away,
me push them away.

If thats true,
then,
I dont know who to turn to,
or what to do.

Sometimes I think 'I love you',
is another way to say go.

Kassie B

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