there was a little angel
dressed in satin lace
pig tails in her hair
smile on her face
perfect little angel
always being good
doing as she was told
just like an angel should
inside this angel was sad
but who would give a care
as long as she was perfect
her sadness didn't seem there
she kept up the front
and no one ever knew
the deep sorrow she faced
and what she went through
the pain was getting harder to fake
she had to find a release
so she took the knife and cut herself
just to find some peace
perfect little angel
cutting her way through pain
running away from her problems
slowly going insane
starving to be perfect
another habit hard to break
all because of the lies
and what she had to fake
little angel weak and scared
didn't know what to do
she tried so hard to be perfect
but no one ever knew
this little angel went to bed
as any other night
but when her parents came to wake her up
it was anything but right
she had starved so long
she was very thin
all because she had to be perfect
all because she wanted to win.
the same angel
dressed in satin lace
laying in bed
no emotion on her face.
