I am only a girl.
I may look a pearl,
but I am broken inside.
I've gotten myself into trouble and lied.
I have cut my soft skin.
I have committed much sin.
I have tried my best
to only be given a crest
naming me a failure
You will never know what I had to endure.
I gave myself away.
Fighting for freedom with each given day.
What used to be pure is now broken with no cure.
I know only one way,
to end the pain, but I won't say.
The people who stopped to stare
didn't really care.
So as I write my last words in pen.
I think of what will be my end.