(this is based off of a personal experience!!!)
stop showing me these things i'm not supposed to see
you say i'm pretty, let me be
all i recall is you on top of me
i was 7, i could barely read
you said to keep quiet
to this day, i am still silent
whenever that old song starts to play
all i remember is me just going to play
i can't think of you the same
please, just stay in your lane
i just want to be cared for
but i just feel like a whore
the people i told don't speak to me anymore
we were best friends, planning to live together, we will never see what's behind that door
no one touches me, not even them
you don't know the text i so badly wanted to send
but at the end of the day
you are still my best friend
we're not gonna make it to the end
