i knew a girl once
a lost girl who was afraid to be brave
she thought strength was her enemy
because all she knew was weakness

she felt that it could protect her
she could not protect herself
and she did not know how
but how could she

if people crushed her heart
over and over again
as if someone smashed her
soul into pieces

and gave it to the devil to taste
she made the feeling of sadness
look like a brand new home
vacant walls and glass windows

but tears covered the floors
she would often cry storms
she couldn't find any shelter
so she drowned herself instead

she wanted to disappear so badly
that she'd cut her pretty skin
open to bleed like a felt tip pen
it was the only was she could feel something

sometimes i forget what it was like to be her
but i know one thing for certainty
that i will not meet her again
i was her before