The Same Girl

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I’m not the same girl that I once was.

That girl was killed by all the fake applause.

Because of the people that lied to her face.

And guys who said they made it to every base.

Her body became the source of her hatred

No longer believed that it was sacred.

She pressed the blades against her skin.

You can still see where it’s been.

Every time she looked in the mirror she hated what she saw.

So she created her own personal set of laws.

One; do not touch the body that is not yours without permission.

Two; don’t make life look like a competition.

Three; Do not let poison drip from your mouth onto others.

Four; In a black and white world be the colors. 

Five;live your life with the most kindness

And six; never act like you are mindless.

I grew up being judged.

And always feeling like I wasn’t loved.

My mind is a dark place, in need of some light.

And yet I’m nothing but polite. 

I’m not the girl everyone thought.

I tried and tried, yes I fought. 

I did my best to be kind.

No matter what was going on inside my mind.

Every single day was a battle. 

Especially when I was bound in my mind in iron shackles.

Everyone had something to say.

And I had begun to think that’s what I portrayed.

Now I am stronger than ever before.

It looks like I’ve finally won this war. 

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