When i was a little girl
you always were my hero.
but now that i am all grown up
all you are to me is a zero.
all those nights of torture
all those nites of pain
you said that it was "harmless fun"
it was all a "game"
but now i understand it all
now i think i am the one to blame.
for i never told a single soul
what you did to me
now i have all these suicide thoughts and no one will let me be.
they yell at me for cutting myself
they say i need to stop
but they dont understand that i lost my innocence the night my cherry popped.
i have had to grow up quickly
and understand this life
its not always fair and it will bring you down unless you get back up.
