What it i was the perfect girl,
the one with the straight blonde
hair and the perfect smile,
the skinny hourglass figure,
pretty face, perfect skin.

what if?
would you love
me if i looked like
her!

i mean, i guess..
if you were a pill
id overdose!

i ...

f  
  e
l
    l

and you didnt care.

i ...

   c
r
i
     e
   d

and you didnt help me.

i ...

j
u
   m
p
        e
d

then you cared.

i feel empty,
i feel lost,
i dont feel safe...

in my own skin!

you pushed me
and i fell.

i got back up,
just to fall again.

so i stopped..
stopped trying

stopped trying to get up.
cause i was scared to get
pushed down again...

remember when you said you loved me?
when you held me tight?
kissed my forehead?
and said i was the one?

do you remember all the times
we spent running away?
hiding from the police?
making life worth living?

what has changed?
you kissed her?
you told her you loved her?
i saw you holding her?

but you came home and acted like nothing
happened?
why?
what did i do?
where did i go wrong?

now your with her,
kissing her,
holding her,
running away with her.

whilst im standing here, ready to










JUMP......