She had the face of a doll
She had the body of a dancer
She had sunkissed skin and deep brown eyes as though she saw through layers of rich chocolate
She was as delicate as fine China
She was as kind as a sweet old lady
She was very young though, too young to be as beautiful as she was
The prettiest flowers are always picked first
By picked we don't understand that this means ripping the flower away from the earth and taking its life away too
And even at such a young age she was definately picked
She was bullied
She was abused
And with each insult and each rumour a wall was slowly built
Brick by brick
Her kindness quickly faded away
For how else was she supposed to protect herself
And they wonder why the prettiest are the meanest.
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 3:16 AM UTC
She had the face of a doll
She had the body of a dancer
She had sunkissed skin and deep brown eyes as though she saw through layers of rich chocolate
She was as delicate as fine China
She was as kind as a sweet old lady
She was very young though, too young to be as beautiful as she was
The prettiest flowers are always picked first
By picked we don't understand that this means ripping the flower away from the earth and taking its life away too
And even at such a young age she was definately picked
She was bullied
She was abused
And with each insult and each rumour a wall was slowly built
Brick by brick
Her kindness quickly faded away
For how else was she supposed to protect herself
And they wonder why the prettiest are the meanest.