. . . . So . . . .

You think you can fuck over me and I won't do any thing, huh . . .

You think you can dominate me because I'm weaker than you are . . .

You think you can just take advantage of me while I'm not looking?

. . . . Why do you think that? . . . .

Is it because I'm delicate and frail . . .

or because I'm stubborn and wild?

Do you think I'm won't know what you're trying to do to me . . .

When you're telling me how much you love me?

Or how much you want me?

Or how much you need me?

No, I don't believe you.

I can't believe you.

It hurts me when you tell me.

Over . . . .

And over . . . .

This is my life . . .

These are my feelings and I won't let you fuck with them . . . .

Or me.

Do you think you can tell me these things and I'll just sit back and let you?

. . . . Well, guess what . . . .

You can . . . .

. . . . because I'm too weak to stop you.