A Virgin's Nightmare.

My sheets are thin. Too thin.
And I'm trying to find a reason why I should let you in, again...
I admit, I'm soft.
I cut and bruise myself alot.
Marks show upon the surface of my body's earth...
I'm covered in sensitiveness, only for comfortness and my covers are what's covering me in perfectness...
And you uncover the covers of me just to get under me...
But not to seek the person within, that lies beneath the skin...
You strip me off, completely...
Leaving me embarrased at my nakedness.
And there you are... laughing hysterically at a virgin.
And here I am, waiting for you... to cover my skin...
And here I stand... naked and disappointed again...
I bleed for you, as I opened up to you...
So I just cut myself again...