I look myself in the mirror everyday, Just to cringe when I see who I am. I have turned out to be what I hate, I am nothing, I am not worth a damn. I recall being assured at a young age, That I can be anything that I dream, But this face has had […]

I like to crumble your paper flowers, And turn them into a grave of ashes, I love turning your sweet moods sour, So I can have your heart and smash it, Like you’ve done to me plenty before. I enjoy you waking up wanting to die, Feeling like a trashy, pathetic whore, Because it’s so […]