Things I Want To Express

Pied Piper

I'm no masochist
yet I allow you to hurt me.
You're no sadist,
yet you bruise me so willingly.

In this game of charades,
I'm always acting out in the way of your rules.
In another game of lip syncing,
You're always saying I love you although it's never true.

You're the pied piper,
and I've followed you.
I allowed you to touch me,
To harrass me
maybe kiss me too.

I feel so dirty, so defiled.
I feel so hungry for your love,
It blinds me every time.