I Wish You Would Just Hit Me
I wish you would just hit me
But you got inside my bones
and split me from the inside.
I hate that I’m that girl
who writes poetry about a boy
to feel human again.
But you’re not a boy,
you’re not a man
You are a leech
That replaced my blood with violence.
It filled me up from the inside, you filled me up from the inside
But that’s a grey area, right?
I wish you would just hit me
Then I would know,
Is it black or is it white?
Oh, your daddy didn’t love you?
Well I’m not your therapist
But I wish you made me your punching bag
Please hit me.
Please baby?
But instead you filled me up.