Who they wanted her to be
She took a deep breath,
And counted to three
A picture in her head,
Of who they wanted me to be.
They wanted me to be normal,
Happy and kind,
They never thought,
That this girl would be blind.
Not blind by the meaning,
But blind in her heart,
Blinded by the darkness,
Blinded by the dark,
She walks around lifeless,
Her heart beating but dead,
A walking corpse,
She is lost inside her head,
Things have no meaning,
Atleast not anymore,
She was not how she was,
How she was once before,
She is one of the living,
But one of the dead,
A part of her is missing,
She hangs on by a thread,
She hung her head low,
Took one final blow,
She stepped off the edge,
Saying one final vow.
"I will not change who I am
As hard as any of you try
This is me giving up
This is one last goodbye."