Made Up My Mind

Words scarred into skin.
One death corrupts a mind.
So small and young.
A friend in need.
A girl holding your hand for every down.
That girl holding in everything.
A girl that is breaking alone.
A girl who wants to decay.
A girl who is suffocating on herself.
A girl who has tears down her cheeks.
So alone and cold.
The wall has been chipped, exposed
To everyone is her nature now.
Choking on words and tears.
All her fears are flashing into her eyes.
All her childish fears, seeing another die.
Because of her.
Wounds that never heal, decayed on the inside.
Starting to rotten into a nasty person on the outside.
No words can change what’s going on.
Set in stone is her path of life.
The path to knock on death‘s door.
The black abyss of the grim’s eye sockets,
Staring at her dead on.
The girl tried so hard, so hard to make it right.
It all fell apart ‘cause she didn’t know.
A stupid small thirteen year didn’t know better.
Don’t cry to me anymore.
I’m done, with you, with me.
I need to make up my mind if I give a damn.
The little girl has grown the fuck up.
I only care about two people, who use and abuse me.
If you loved me you would care how I feel.
Don’t call me when you need me.
Be there for me and I’ll do the same for you.
I’m sick with shame for letting this drag on.
FUCK YOU.
You’re too late,
I’ve made up my mind.