Broken Girl

I look upon this Broken Girl
At this once shiny pearl

I see her pains and sorrow
She thinks it'll be better tomorrow

And it really was, for a short time
But then she found out the world isn't kind

Now a fake smile on her face
She realizes the world just isn't her place

So everyday a whole new lie
Because she wants to die

Her eyes are dead
imaginary guns to her head

She doesn't feel anything anymore
She feels like an unwanted sore

A prisoner in her own mind
She never wanted to be alive

And even I want to free
I've found that this Broken Girl is me...

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