Red Scars: A Poetic Confrontation of Boundaries

The power that I gave to you over me was never rightHow can I say I am a victim when I let it happenWhen I smiled and comforted you afterWhen I should’ve been yelling and running away from you I…
The power that I gave to you over me was never rightHow can I say I am a victim when I let it happenWhen I smiled and comforted you afterWhen I should’ve been yelling and running away from you I…