A perfect body she longed to have
That flawless skin her Friends would put on
All she wanted was to be perfect herself
Like the other kids she wanted to be...
A razor blade she would hold
What would it feel like if it touched her skin?
The thought fades...
But still she is incomplete!
See she couldn't tell the difference between a mirror and a window,
She could see everything but herself...
What really does the name Victoria mean
It seems to be a great name...
However the person the name is given to seems to lack!..
She is dying
She is dying to live
Will she make it?
Will she make it is the question all seem to ask.
She realized there was no market for emotions,
So advertising them she will stop
She will ponder herself
Drag herself through the mud
Till one day that beam of light she would have longed for will save her soul...
DYING TO LIVE WILL FOREVER BE A TITLE STUCK ON HER FOREHEAD!
