I - SKINAGAINSTSKIN: Skin against skin Fragile, frail I am the mirror image of myself I am a doll Broken, chipped, worn away I am broken, broken I am broken Your hands My throat Caressing with each grip Skin against skin You’re burning me You’re burning me You’re burning me Please stop touching me You won’t let go You won’t let go Please let go of me Please don’t touch me You keep moving your hands up and down Skin against skin Skin touches skin Caress my body I am a child I’m too young for you Skin against skin Predator Predator Predator This bed is a tomb This bed is a prison This bed is a flashback I still feel your hands on me I still feel your breath I still hear you whispering I love you You are mine I love you I love you No one is here No one can hear you scream No one can save you You are mine I love you darling You are mine Skin against skin Skin against skin You are mine I love you You are mine You are mine You are mine II - PURITY: My innocence is gone You have desecrated me I am dirty I am vile Vomit fills my mouth and my lungs I can’t fucking breathe I just want to purge myself Purge the memories of you I keep hearing you speak Your voice is poison My bed is a tomb That I am chained inside of No light No escape I am broken beyond repair I am broken I am broken I am broken You did this to me I want my purity fucker I want my purity I want my innocence I want to be a child again I don’t want this I don’t want this Do I still love you? Am I still thinking of you? Do I want you back? Am I still in love with you? Do I love a predator? Do I love a rapist? Do I love you still? Are you still thinking of me Do you still think of me? Do you still love me? Did you enjoy destroying me? Did you enjoy breaking me? Did you relish at the thought Of defiling me? Did it make you shiver When you thought of my innocence Slipping away into your grasp? Give it back to me Give me back my innocence I want my purity, fucker I want to be pure again I am dirty I am vile I am an abomination I want to be pure again I want to be pure III - VIOLATE ME & CALL IT LOVE: 30 year old men crave me They see me and all they see is a innocent little virgin they can fill with their cum They see me and they want to violate me They want to own me They want to desecrate me They look at my body and see someone young, fresh, ripe Their mouths dripping with saliva at the sight of me, absolutely famished Just begging me to wrap my mouth around their dicks 30 year old men crave me They tell me I’m sexy They tell me I’m beautiful They tell me how wonderful I am How sweet and pure I am And it makes me feel good…wanted To hear them say they want to hold me That they want to kiss me and hold my hand That they want to keep me safe That they love me And it makes me feel disgusting It makes me feel dirty, tainted Like I’ve been damaged beyond repair But I can’t place what’s been damaged Because there’s no scars to be seen I’m still immaculate; perfect 30 year old men crave me And I keep thinking I’m mature That I’m old enough Otherwise why would these men want me Why would they want to be with me A 15 year old child Why would they want to see me naked Why would they imagine themselves fucking my ass Why would they tell me all their fantasies Of tying me up Of choking me Of degrading me Calling me their little slut Calling me their baby Asking me to call them daddy Asking me to beg for them to shove their dicks in my mouth and cum down my throat If I weren’t as mature as I was 30 year old men crave me And it makes me fucking sick I’m disgusted with myself For seeking out these men All because I never received validation in my life Because I never received love Never knew what it meant to be loved To be so cherished by someone that they feared losing me And I thought that no one would ever love me Would ever care about me But these men did… That’s what they told me and I am still healing from the things they’ve done to me 30 year old men crave me They ask me for pictures They want to see what they crave They want to see what they wish they could fuck They want to see my young body Naked, my skin smooth like porcelain Hand sculpted by the gods Completely vulnerable They want to see my body So that they can see the child they wish they could someday violate and then say that it was love