Beauty

They say I'm beautiful
No one beyond compare
When guys walk by
All they can do is stare

So with all this beauty
That i seem to posses
Why do i feel
That I'm such a mess?

Depressed every night
With scars on my wrists
Pushing the blade further
Clenching my fists

Guys in my bed
Almost every night
Twisting and moaning
But it doesn't feel right

My beauty is fading
That, the guys now know
They don't look at me
I'm just another ho

They snicker and laugh
Behind my back
Whenever a comforting word
I just jump in the sack

I was a good little girl
Straight A's and blond hair
Now a high school dropout
Sleeping here or there

To take away my pain
2 things started to begin
The relationship with my pimp
And my addiction to heroine

My beauty no longer faded
But ceased to exist
No longer the sweet little girl
But the nothing no one missed