Which One Am I?

Which One Am I?

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Amy By DreamsOfHorses Completed

I was just thirteen years old when I cut myself in two,

The girl they wanted me to be, and the one they never knew.

We grow up and get older, we marry and give birth,

What's the point of living if we've nothing to give this earth?

I cannot seem to understand why we destroy our home,

It's got so much to offer and it's here that I was grown.

But all of us get older and I start to realize,

We take all these different stories and we make them into lies.

I was just thirteen years old when I broke for the first time,

I never gave them my consent to leave my childhood behind.

Society has messed with minds, and our morals are distorted,

How come every move we make, has to be recorded?

Nothing's ever good enough, there's no such thing as trust,

All I ever see today and backstabbing and lust.

I was just thirteen years old when I cut myself in two,

The girl they wanted me to be and the one they never knew.