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by Just me Jan 2, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
I look in the mirror and i see a face the sweet little girl i used to be disappeared without a trace She left without warning she left without thought she left me with such misery she left me here to rot AS i sit staring at my reflection i think to myself what has happened to make me be this mean girl that i couldnt see. I could not admit that i was bad only to think about it made me sad i once was so good what went wrong i am so weak i used to be so strong. I look at my eyes and i think of my lies. All the people i hurt when i treated them like dirt. I want nothing more than to be what i once was a sweet little girl without any flaws.
by Bleeding Mascara
I like it its different