Fix me

Hold my hands, I’ve been hurt With you I try to flirt But it just brings up past experiences, just a whole bunch of dirt It makes me think about all the times they tried to get under my skirt But that’s not the worst part, my patience is running short All I ever wanted was love, but all they did was play with my heart And even like that I never gave up, torn but hoping for a new start Love me entirely, part by part, admire my beauty like fine art Hold my hands, I need your support … Continue reading Fix me