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This Girl


So there’s this girl

She cries herself to sleep every night

She wishes she won’t wake up in the morning

She is in so much pain that she is numb now

Aside from the burning on her arms and her hips

 

So there’s this girl

She forces herself out of bed every morning

She paints her face to hide the hate she has for herself

She pulls on a sweater so no one will see her arms

 

So there’s this girl

She is haunted by flashbacks of a boy who once abused her

She can no longer listen to certain songs or movies

She can barely face any boy now

She has been destroyed by a boy that promised to never hurt her

 

So there’s this girl

She doesn’t tell her parents she is depressed

She is told she is cruel and rude when she finally snaps

She is put down because she is afraid of being built up

She just wants them to understand

 

So there’s this girl

She is hopelessly infatuated with a boy who made her feel worth living

She isn’t good enough and she never will be

She no longer believes in love and the nonsense of it

She can never let a boy hurt her again

 

So there’s this girl

She sits in her room headphones all the way in, volume all the way up

She digs her fingernails into her arms as she shakes and her mind echos with darkness

She fights the longings in her soul to just let go

She made a promise to be strong

She doesn’t know how much longer until

She totally breaks

 

So there’s this girl

She’s one hell of an actress

She’s drowning without anyone knowing at all

 
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