Yeah well, you say you love me
But those are empty words
Because you don't want to know who I am
You love the silly, flimsy, giggly bits of me
Don't wish to understand the deeper mystery
You only like the absolutely
Fakest parts of me
You say you love my body
But you don't care to understand
That I don't even dwell there
When it's in your hands
I am not my body
I am not this girly face and hair
These are simply social constructions
That I feel forced to wear
And you only love my happiness
Only want to see my beauty
You don't want to hear my story
and you don't want to know me
You don't care to know why I recoil from your touch
Or why I don't ever feel love, as such
You don't wish to accept
That I have been to the edge
And I have leapt
Into the abyss, where sane people don't go
I have seen visions but you don't want to know
You can only love me if you can't see
That I have been broken, and I have been battered
And though the bruises have faded, they still matter
I have been lost, and I have been saved
I am sane but I've been depraved
I have been pinned-down in a cold, darkened room
While a man forced my body to do things I didn't want to do
And I'm not really beautiful
And I'm not really pure
But I am strong, and I am secure
You can judge me - you wouldn't be the first
Don't worry it can't hurt me, I couldn't feel any worse
Because when you don't want to know me
Or allow me validation
But only mold me into
Some sort of girlfriend creation
You're worse than the ones who want to possess my body
At least they're aware that they don't want to know me
And they never said I had too much emotional baggage to carry
They never presumed they were in a position to tell me
And all I can say is I won't ever love you
Even if I told you so a million times
So I won't even bother, but I'll cringe at your touch
And deny my contempt, because I like you so much.
- ily, 2001