My sharp nails dig into the smooth skin of my forearms to remind me that I'm still here.
The way the world and all the people in it move through me and around me fills me with fear.

I open my mouth to speak but no sound comes out; and I can't even remember the sound of my voice.
It's been smothered by those around me for so long that to remain silent has become my only choice.

No one cares to hear the words trapped inside of me anyway, so why make trouble and bother to try.
It's become easier to stay within myself and be what they want while watching the world go by.

As long as I serve my purpose, I could go on like this forever without notice or care from anyone.
But something has shifted inside and I can start to feel that the fading within has finally begun.

I wasn't always this way you know; there was a time when I was a whole visible person and thriving.
But one after another they came along and took their pieces of me; leaving me shattered and barely surviving.

What's left is a faint silhouette of the girl I used to be before they came and went; but I'm fading quickly.
When there is finally nothing left of me, they won't even notice as they selfishly go on living their lives so sickly.

Not a memory, not a fleeting thought will be given to me, the girl they each used and took from so greedily.
Another poor girl who is easily used, broken apart, and disposable will come along and replace me speedily.

I feel it happening faster now; no seeing their faces, no thinking of the horrors, of their voices there is no hearing.
It's almost time to say goodbye to this cruel world and its evil inhabitants; for the time has come for my disappearing.

I thought I would be scared when this time came and that death I would certainly be fearing.
But as all the pain falls away and with it the memories too; I finally hear my voice and it is cheering.