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Golden Girl


Golden Girl

Your golden girl

with her pearly white smile

that you dug from my grave to have.

Your golden girl

her crown made out of my bones

the ones you stole from me.

Your golden girl

her pinky is worth more

than my entire brain.

Your golden girl

uses my spine as shoes

and my skin as a blanket.

Your golden girl

so brightly shining 

you took my eyes to see her better.

Your golden girl

her head held high

whilst mine is as low as the floor.

Your golden girl

has diamonds around her neck

as clear as my cries.

Your golden girl,

I could never be her

and you know that.

Your golden girl

she always will be,

I am not

Your golden girl. 

- a.t. 

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