Gorgeous on the outside
With a heart and soul of gold,
A smile that can wake the dead
Or so I’ve been told.
But deep inside this pretty picture
Lies an ugly demon
He comes out every now and then,
To steal away her freedom.
No one would suspect
Not even in the least,
That if she rolled her leggings up
You’d see her fleshy meat.
The razor cuts wide and deep
A streak of blood to show
But what she feels is nothing
Her own mother wouldn’t know.
The secrets she posses
The things she keeps hidden
Scars from a troubled past
Until she’s overridden
This story ends unhappy
‘Cuz never was she saved
Neither attention nor lust,
It was love that she craved.
