Her favorite dress
hangs in her closet.
Just like her head
hangs to watch the floor.
The dress sparkles, and
her eyes used to shine
just as bright.
She no longer wears it
in fear that you’ll
be looking up or down it.
She’ll be taken advantage of
one more time
before she says
her final goodbyes.

You were my everything, now I am nothing to you.
I fell in love with you, and you thought you felt the same.
You did not.
I fell in love and continued to fall deeper.
You led me on and continued to walk.
My heart crumbled and cracked, and you tried to help me.
Although you only made it worse.
So I cannot love you anymore, because I have been told the inevitable,
That you do not love me, and I can't force you too.

67 days was all it took now she is all shook up.
Locked inside her very own cage for the rest of her useless days...
She has nothing to live for, so why live at all?
Not like he will be there when she falls.

She wanted to be picture perfect,
so she broke herself down until she fit
inside of her very own frame...

Don't you get it?
You pushed me,
past my comfort zone.
You bent me,
beyond repair.
You filled me,
with lies and false hopes.
You used me,
for my body.
You turned my never-ending smile,
into an irreversible frown.

It's been awhile but I'm back.
After having my heart stepped on 1, 2, 3 times.
Once at homecoming when he left me for a better girl.
Once when walking into english class , and making eye contact with him
for the first time in over a year.
Once when my parents didn't accept me or you I was confused,
and you could not handle the truth.
1, 2, 3 counting the days...
1, 2 3 could I end it all now?
1, 2, 3 I'm done looking for you in all of the crowds.

They used you, **** well abused you,
but a scared girl will do anything for just a spark at a love
that could have been true.

She's so young, and she's so bright, or at least she used to be.
Her lips are cracked.
Her eyes are dark.
Her bones are breaking, so is her heart.
You're so dumb you don't have a clue,
you're the reason she is so broken and bruised.

I was in whether I wanted it or not.
I told myself no, but my brain told me yes.
"I want you and I want us."
I always ask for too much though.
You broke me, you really did, I'm still holding onto you though.
I keep fighting for this, and words slip out...
How can I hate you?
When all I feel is love?...

She's *******, she knows it and so do you.
Her future used to seem so bright now it's painful, overwhelming,
and she is getting out of sight.
She's given you the power to take everything she has,
and my god you did it, you don't even feel bad.
I was wrong to think
That you were right,
that you could fix me,
that you could make me alright.
I gave you my heart then you took it and ran,
so the pieces slipped from the palms of my hands.
Leaving me breathless wishing for once,
that you might really understand.

You're trapped in this body.
A body that has been beaten, broke, ****** and bruised.
You’re stuck behind your own walls, and you're afraid to come out
I don't blame you, I would be too.
You're so confused.
The one man you loved locked you behind your own walls.
How could you fathom the idea of love?
Certainly not me, so I could never blame you.