My best friends name is Mya
Shes a beautiful wonder; a saint in disguise
But she hates herself
For everything
Eating, talking
Breathing
She let's out forgiveness but breathes in resentment
It gets changed somewhere inside
Afraid to stand in a crowd afraid of the looks
She thinks people give her
Tries to starve the ugly out
But girl, there wasn't any to start
Used to cut her wrist let flowers spill
She quit that dangerous addiction years ago
But it still haunts her mind/thinking should I? Should I? Should I?
Should I again give into the unforgiving blade?
Shes so hungry but won't let herself eat
Traded in her pain got a different kind
I love you I love you
I'll say it untill you love yourself
Dec 4, 2013
Dec 4, 2013 at 7:36 AM UTC
My best friends name is Mya
Shes a beautiful wonder; a saint in disguise
But she hates herself
For everything
Eating, talking
Breathing
She let's out forgiveness but breathes in resentment
It gets changed somewhere inside
Afraid to stand in a crowd afraid of the looks
She thinks people give her
Tries to starve the ugly out
But girl, there wasn't any to start
Used to cut her wrist let flowers spill
She quit that dangerous addiction years ago
But it still haunts her mind/thinking should I? Should I? Should I?
Should I again give into the unforgiving blade?
Shes so hungry but won't let herself eat
Traded in her pain got a different kind
I love you I love you
I'll say it untill you love yourself
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