You tell me I look beautiful

That nothing on this earth can compare

But I can see the sinister look in your eyes

You know how much I despise it

Yet you shove it on me

Like I’m your little doll

You ask me what’s wrong

Even though you know

I’m suffocating

You wonder

‘she was so young, why would she do this?’

That’s why

No matter how hard I try

I’m still wearing the dress