I'm worried about the flow of this one...

She was just a girl with her innocence taken away...

No. No. It can't be over.
There's a voice in my jumbled head telling me to...

I can't breathe, no I really can't.
My heart is pressed tightly against my ribcage...

I believe I lost my footing while I was skipping...
My ears seem to have a mind of their own because...

Our rugged feet leave behind a trail of false lies...
Your face dares to hold the most beautiful lines...

Overlooking the brightness of your smile,
The darkness of the shadows settles in...

Guilt is searing through me,
Underneath the warmth of your smile, of course...

I'm the grown child scraping her knees,
and I'm the woman holding the world...

Don't leave a comment saying that this doesn't...

I'm standing here with a wrinkled shirt and rolled...
My knees are scarred from falling, but my heart is...

Smile. No, don't smile.
You become much too beautiful for that, too...