This poem is about my poem, sorry the beginning is...
now that it's over...

Once again
the sleepless night you lay...

And if they find me dead tomorrow,
I hope it hurts...

Pale skin, bright eyes, hair as dark as night
she stands in her dress...

And she'd do anything to be beautiful
to be perfect...

Stop spinning little girl, your not so little...
all those years you were waiting for peter pan...

Because people like me don't deserve forgiveness,
No mercy or pity to be shown at our door...

Promises Promises.
I'd do anything for you...