and all that i ever dreamed for is finally finding its way down the drain
i dont know nor do i understand the reflection staring back at me
what caused me to take such risks
i dont comprehend what is it that i am suppose to be doing
i see the lesson, i understand that you’ve got to suffer a little to get far
i hurt, i hurt you, and i hurt them
i’m tired of pointing fingers
and i’m tired of seeing pictures
and i wish that i could vanish, and be simply forgotten
and that i was never apart of some people’s lives
i’m just another bad memory
and you are the sword that has been taken to my back
so my bubble has been popped
and i’m not as innocent as i seem
i’m that monster that i often describe
she’s vicious, evil, plotting, vindictive
she’s not even as pretty as she use to be
and i dont even understand what is so charming about her
her world is completely shattered
and soon enough she’ll be able to run home to the familiar
but nothing there remains as it use to be
but as long as she is able to crawl into her own bed and cry herself to sleep
she’ll be fine, her parents dont fight anymore
and the siblings are all grown up now
her only problem is her own reality
and for whatever reason it may be
the little world that was so perfect and sheltered
it has shattered, and to all of you that wished for it for so long
congratulations, she’s dead...you’ve been granted your wish
you’ve killed her spirit, confidence, and now all that remains
is another face in the crowd
another lost soul trying to make sense of life
one day at a time
i pray that the gorgeously, amazing, awesomely intelligent woman will be back again
until then she hold back her tears, her verbal words, and walk with a smile on her face
she’ll be back one day
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