She's feeling so weak.
She just wants to feel beautiful, in her own skin.
Once again.
She's falling deep,
As each puff she takes,
She lets that smoke take away her tears,
That she's been trying so hard to hold in.
Feeling so unwanted,
She searches for another,
To make her feel pretty again.
Knowing that person,
That she's been going too,
Wants nothing but one thing,
She's weak.
So she gives it up anyways.
Only time she feels wanted,
Is it wrong?
She knows it.
But she's hurting.
So she lets him abuse her,
Abuse her in ways she rather not say.
The cuts, the blades,
The ***,
No feelings,
He doesn't love her,
He doesn't care.
She doesn't seem to care, she's letting her self go.
"I'm so sorry"
She says to herself,
As she takes another puff,
As he enter the fragile body.