There was a girl that I used to know
She had beautiful bright hazel eyes and long, wavy brown hair
She was always so cheerful,
so kind,
good at making friends,
making the right decisions.
I saw that girl change though,
she started making up lies
hurting herself
making the wrong friends
wrong decisions
She cut herself to feel something
She drank alcohol to make her forget
to be someone else
She constantly hides behind a mask
and she hurts the ones she cares about
even when she knows what she is doing
I'm scared of what she'll end up being if she doesn't change
but she can't change
she never will
not until the very end
she isn't perfect
she never will be
that's not something that she wants
maybe she wants acceptance
no one knows
not even her
She's struggling to find another way
but she can't find herself because of how lost she is
She has a lover to care for
and yet she can't even stop herself from keeping things from him
she says she is alone
and he only tries to keep that thought out of her head
he even hurt himself to prove to her that
they will go through everything together
it doesn't matter though
not much of it does
the little girl that I used to know
doesn't exist anymore
her heart is still pure
but her mind and heart are fractured
she's just the dull centerpiece of the painting
surrounded by an environment
that she can't handle any longer
but she still continues on
because she knows someone needs her