The Little Girl With the Curls

They tell me they miss my youth

When I was curly-haired and sweet.

It's like they hate that I grew up

Like I ruined everything.

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Mama never told me I was pretty...

Daddy just said that I was fat.

What's self-esteem when there's misery

And scissor blades to old scabs.

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And I won't censor my thoughts

To keep you comfortable.

I am what you've wrought -

Anything but stable.

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I just needed you to believe in me

But you only expected the worst.

I try to tell you what's wrong

But you only weaponize my words.

I just needed you to love me for me...

And not who you want me to be.

The little girl with the curls is all grown up

And you hate that she's me.

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I feel so fucking blindsided...

All the cruel things you say.

I just want you to understand

That the world doesn't work that way.

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The world that you knew

Is crumbling into the sea...

You won't even believe me,

So I hope you swim slowly,

Because I'm already fucking drowning!

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And I won't censor my thoughts

To keep you comfortable.

I am what you've wrought -

Anything but stable.

/

I just needed you to believe in me

But you only expected the worst.

I try to tell you what's wrong

But you only weaponize my words.

I just needed you to love me for me...

And not who you want me to be.

The little girl with the curls is all grown up

And you hate that she's me.

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I wish I was a little girl again...

I wish I didn't understand...

I want to be innocent again...

I want to be loved again.