Rinse. Repeat. Regret.

Once upon a time There was a little girl She had a mother and father And a small black puppy And her room was blue And her sheets were blue And she was in preschool, Where she made a friend Who showed her how to play house And told her that if she picked the petals off of flowers, that boy would like her. Once upon a time There was an innocent girl She had a dad who came home late And an untrained dog And her room was still blue And her sheets were still blue And she was in middle school, Where her friend never went to class And taught her how to cheat on tests And told her if she stuffed her bra, that boy would like her. Once upon a time There was an angry girl She didn't have a father and had a crying mother And an old old dog And her room was dark And her sheets were stained And she was in high school, Where her friend got suspended And taught her how to smoke weed And told her if she got drunk, that boy would like her. Once upon a time There was a young woman She had left her wasted mother And her dog got hit by a car And her room was new And her sheets were new And she was in college, Where her friend got raped And taught her how to hate And told herself that boy would never like her. Once upon a time, There was a little girl She had a gun in her hand And a hole in her head And her room was red And her sheets were red And she was in hell, Where her friend said she was going And told her that it was okay to die And that boy told her he really did love her after all.