Naive

Used and abused,
I AM.

Put through holy shit.
I want to scream,
and shout!

I want to beat.
I want to fight.
I want to be loved.
I want to forget.

I want to forget....
my regret,
my hate,
my pain,
my broken heart,
and him.

Who is he?
The bastard who led me on,
broke my heart and so much more.

I want to forget, but then I remember.
I can't, I need this memory.

This keeps me from being...

Naive.