I was nothing more than a simple object
that you destroyed completely inside and out.
I was nothing more than a pretty little girl
Who saw it coming but denied all doubts.
You were everything that I had ever wanted
and you had obtained to be the only one
You were every dream that I had ever dreamed of
yet you have turned me into this monster I've become.
You never really even gave a
fUcl< about me
because you were to busy with caring about yourself
You wouldn't have noticed if I'd been crying in the rain
Because your better judgment dusted on the shelf.
You took a good look at me before walking away for good
and you managed to shed not one small tear.
You found me dead the very next day....
With a poem written, pertaining to my fears...
"Mom and dad please don't hate me, it really wasn't suppose to end this way! I promise he was all I'd ever wanted, he just didn't care for me that day. If you would do me a favor for the very last time, and go on with your life not worrying about me, It would help you move on quicker each day, because life's not worth always feeling empty. Let him know that I really did care, and it never took for more than a second for to see, and now that he has left me alone for good, I will bury myself today, and leave him to die alone...and empty."
