Imperfect

by Zoe   May 25, 2006


The perfect blade
Meets her perfect skin
Your perfect little girl
Doesn't fit in

Your perfect little girl
tries so hard
to make people like her but they don't
Because she's holding the V-card(still a virgin)

Your perfect little girl changes that
She gets high and drinks
Just because of
What other people think

Your perfect little girl
Is scared out of her mind
She's only longing for someone's compassion
Which is so hard to find

No one likes your perfect little girl
Everyone thinks she's emo and dumb
Because she chose to slit her wrists
But it's the pain she's breaking free from

As blood drips from her perfect skin
She can only cry
Because your perfect little girl
Told the perfect lie

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