boypunchr

i hold a nice melody  put in the work so it can be heard  but i was sampled like songs  and written all wrong  deleted my soundcloud  to erase the trace of my plays — as if that could undo the pain he gave. and in his songs, I’ll stay the same,   forever embedded in verses,  as something he shaped  given the same fate  as the girl before me — put on display as something im not  to avoid what he’s done  but i get to keep the version of myself  the one he never intended to meet “Insecure” everytime his lies came undone  “You’re your own worst enemy” his voice no longer soft  “I don’t care how it makes you feel”  tainted by what he could no longer hide “I’ve never done anything to hurt you” as I tried to blur out texts,  the girls engraved in my head   and the fact I’m allergic to latex but had them on him   I loved through my worst days but I’m the first he exchanges when chaos fills his mind atleast...