Sugar, We're Going Down

I hate being sad, and i hate how much it makes me cry to know full well he's leaving. Sooner or later, he's leaving.

Why can't i keep him?

Just this once, let me keep him. I don't care if he treats me bad, if there's a million other guys out there who are good, who will keep me perfect.
He could fuck me up, make me broken...

But i want to not have to be strong anymore. I don't want to have to be smart.


I want all the pretty older boys to keep me safe now. I can't trust in anyone my age anymore. Even trance, even dylan, even thoes beautiful bright eyed creatures... they're too soft, too fluid.
There are amazing people who are stable, sturdy, whole. Can they protect me from the dark?
I am only a little girl at times. At times i am six, twelve, fourteen. Will anyone hold my hand anymore? Understand when it gets hard because i am young.
I am innocent still.