Destroyed

She sits there and asks her self why? Alone and cold the boy she wants, her love is growing old He loved her yesterday so whats wrong with today her thoughts no plainer then a block of clay. He hates her doesn't love her one bit so he leaves her there feeling like shit. She blocks it all away everything he has to say his excuses are abusive leaving her with bruises. Pain, suffering, blood and tears, she didn't no one boy could create so many fears. Lost and confused
She feels so used; the little girl that was once there is no longer is here it feels like she had been gone for years She sits here not thinking; knowing he loves her not me and theirs nothing more to be. He has fallen for her never for me the pain is much greater then a bee sting I love you are always said to the wrong girl, but she will still be waiting for ever to hear it back , but she knows he will cut her no slack. She says to her self every day that she would do any thing for him, life not living without him, so give me a pin!