Literature

My forced doll smile is starting to crack,And I want to smash and shatter every bone in my body,My teeth chatter with such force that I’m losing them,And I wish someone would rip my fingernails clean off.My laugh is starting to become fake,And it dries out in my throat, until I forget how to force it,I don’t know how to feel loved anymore,And I know that no matter who I love, I’ll never be enough.You’ve got me wrapped around your little finger,And you know that, you know you can spin me ‘round and ‘round,You know that you can do anything, because I’ll never leave,And because you can write me off as immature and irrational.Anyone w...