My passed kills and now it’s worse…
I swear with boys I’m under a curse
Why did he touch me in such a way?
And why didn’t I shot or have something to say?
I have to know the person truly cared
Other wise when they’d touch me I get scared.
I wish I wasn’t like this
I bet I’ll never get my first kiss…
But, I am who I am… what can I say?
And I can’t change it there’s just No way!
