Im all tangled in this mess
with you gone I bleed even more
you think you are ashamed of me?
you have no idea of
this doubt rolling inside of me
those verbal blows
you delivered has me
weeping
this hatred fills me
sweeping me away
even if you hate me
and are ashamed of me
that is okay because
that means you have not
forgotten me
for I am:
KAYLA

We sit with our
fake faces,
fake smiles,
reaviling nothing
about our hearts
we smile and laugh
at the kids with the scars
all the while making sure
ours are covered
we lean on eachother
knowing the other would never tell
our tears mix with our blood
making a dangerous drink
we down it with one shot
we don't even think