Cotton slides against skin as the safety melts off
Revealing lonely, true, haunted
It’s cold and bare against this wicked world
Always wanting to touch
But never to feel
Yes I’m soft, but I’m scared
Vulnerable under your hands
Don’t you feel me tremble?
No, feeling is weak so you don’t feel me
You just touch
You hands drive the curves of my body but it’s not like you know me
You’re greedy
A teen too eager to drive
I try to show you
But you pull the essence out of me
It doesn’t flow freely
I’m exhausted
This is not how love should be
And now under your greedy stare
I feel exposed, torn, alone
Truly naked
