Weakness

Chaotic hair
I open my legs
In front of the mirror
Just like you told me to
Naked
Habituation
I don't know if I trust you enough
I feel dirty
I feel exposed
It would be so different
With your hands on my skin
I open my legs
Scared of what I'm doing
Confronting myself
I have to deal with my own image
If I wanna show it to you
It's hard, a little
I have to be a rebel
I have to forget
Go insane
And I feel like you deserve it
You'd probably like to see me,
Anyway
But I feel weak
Insecure
About everything
It's always like that