My balls..

I am not the type of girl that you keep in your life.
I am just a page in the book. A word in the sentence.
I am the one who run across the city when you are crying, sad, and angry.
I do my work as I can. And then.. What?
Then I am nobody.


THEY never stay. Those with the balls.
It is a fact, a definition.
When I look around, I can't see no men. They are all gone.
Even those who promised me..

How am I supposed to trust them anymore ?

Because of them.. I am a Meredith.
I am a girl full of fear.
I am twisty.
And Fuck Them all because if girls are so freaking mental, it is all because of them.