I ((always)) thought if I was pretty
You could love me or at least
Put more ::effort:: into \\pretending//

Beautifully Broken,
Jenna

You can't save me
For I am already dead
You can't fix broken glass
Or my ::broken:: heart
So keep on [{trying}]
If you must....
But remember in the ((end))
I'll always be this broken person

Beautifully Broken,
Jenna

I'll [smile] through these ((tears))
I'll even lie to ::you::
To keep my dark SeCrEt
I'm really not this girl
The girl you thiink I am

Don't think you're ::special::
Because you \\hurt// me
This heart that is broken
Was Broke long before you

Am I as ((worthless)) as ::you:: make me *feel*?

I'll carve this [pain] into my |arm|...maybe you *won't* be so {blind} this time

I *tried* to be perfect, but I failed
The proof of that is on my ((arm))
I'll carry this failure, these scars
::Forever:: because they cannot
Be erased or {ever}forgotten...

Tear me ((apart)) if you must
But don’t [turn] around
&& give me *hope*

I ::love:: you with every \\beat// of my ((heart))

Being selfish is thinking of yourself first and being selfless is *love*