She is mentally still thirteen
but that wasn't something easily seen
not at first..
Her outside facade, while unkempt, played it cool
Soon her shallow persona revealed her true cruel
Narcissistic and childish
Times it was like to talking to a wall
Heartless and careless
The way she lies and she cheats
Spreading her disease, along with her legs
An ugly harpy
Hiding behind empty insults and barbs
I no longer care about
Therefore I no longer feel
Only Sad maybe
Yes
Sadness is all I can give
For such a retched creature
who's soul's ice cold steel.
An oldie from the bitter days of purging pain.