Girl

There was once a girl
with a picture perfect life
but that was only real
if you have poor sight

she was lost and angry
hurt and scared
battered and tired
because no one ever cared

though she had many possessions
she also had strong aggression
nothing could cure the hole in her heart
and there is no way to replace that precious part

she stared at herself every day
filled with doubt and sadness
it was the old her she missed

her eyes get red and puffy
as she starts to cry
she wishes she could die
and free herself from all this pain
but then she\'d have made another mistake
another one to add to the list
but she knew she wouldn\'t be missed
she debates whether she should go
or keep faking a smile and putting on a show

she raised the blade above her head
in mere moments she would be dead
she thrusts it down in her chest with all her might
and surprisingly her heart doesn\'t put up a fight
because it is sore and bruised from reality
it sits still and lets the knife be

she has given into society
given in
just like me

for that girl and i
are one in the same