some days i wish i had a different name
one that people would forget
~
or a different life
one that people didn’t know a thing about
~
i’ve done some silly things
while drowning in alcohol
trying to forget
then scrambling to gather the scattered pieces of me
~
i was vulnerable
and lost
you touched my body
you didn’t even ask
~
i had to yell before you heard me
even then, you didn’t believe me
you wanted me to justify myself
“let’s keep this between us” you stated
~
the memories are still there
and I just want to forget
