Strangers With Memories

Pressure

It was meant to be special,

It was meant to be sweet.

But you were not patient,

So you took it from me.

Now when people ask,

I say I agreed.

Cause I am too ashamed,

That it happened to me.

You try to reach me,

Ask me for more.

When I decline your offer,

You claim I begged for it.

You say I am wearing shorts,

So I better keep the talking short too.

You say my mouth is moving,

But you can think of better things for it to do.

I am not ready to be exposed to you.

But you forget to listen,

You are too busy undressing me in your mind,

Whilst trying to in reality as well.

Your hands grab my waist,

I say this isn't the time or the place.

You do not care,

You threaten to leave forever.

If you do not get what you seek,

It is either now or never.

It is my right to say no,

If you cannot see that, then go.

What if I looked like the girls in magazines?

Pretty smiles, photogenic,

They are the true beauty queens.

Would you stay?

Would you see a future with me?

Would it cause you to want more than my body?

Maybe I can say yes this one time,

Maybe he will want more.

I know it is wrong,

But it is the only way that I won't be alone.

I don't want to,

But if I don't he will go insane.

No more letting you take my worth from me.

No more thinking your approval is what I need to succeed.

No more keeping quiet just so you don't leave.

No more making excuses for your shitty personality.