the other side of D...my life in private

oh, you

"dream on", those nights, i told myself
to get over these silly ideals
i would never find that passion, i thought
there's no way it could be for real

those boys i thought could turn me on
could barely find the switch
i tried to feel it every time
but not one could reach this itch

you may have found it
i'm scratching hard
so hard
i'm scared
i'll bleed
i'll try, i'll try
to stop myself
you may need to pull down my sleeve

i can try to feel it on my skin
and sometimes when you touch me-
i do
but it's not out here
it's gotten in me somehow
when i say "i love you"
it's because, i do.
and when i say "trust me"
it's because it's true.

i'll scratch harder
and bleed for you
if it means that you'll forget
the other girls who lied
the other girls who cried
the ones who had you played
the ones who never stayed
i knew them all myself
but of the boyish kind
who charmed their way inside
who thought they'd read my mind
until- what did i find?
love that is all the cliches-
defined.

posted by D @ 11:53 PM