I am rotting from the inside out.

I’m living as a shadow in your world of self doubt.

Every missed opportunity is like a shot through my gut.

Every moment of silence is another deep cut.

Will you save me or will you take me out?

It’s so ******* lonely in this dark empty house.

Too broken to love, too damaged to care.

Just a sad stupid girl with dumb purple hair.

My body is covered in scars and imperfections.

Crocodile skin, and a warped self reflection.

No, don’t you touch me for it’s far too late.

The pains already there, I have crossed the black gate.

Into the graveyard, it feels more like my home.

With the skeletons and ghosts, we’re together alone.

Just another memory lost and forgotten.

I’m just a small wisp of wind in a large field of cotton.

So leave me behind, and spare me your words.

I’ll shed this body at last, and be one with the birds.