She Was Me.

by MikaMad15   Jun 10, 2008


She sits, she stares.
Wondering if nobody cares.
Her heart is aching,
As it is braking.
She has lost the love of her life.
So she turns to the knife.
As her cuts deepen,
She begins to weaken.
She knew from the start,
That the love in her heart,
Would cause so much pain
& drive her insane.
She feels as if she's bleeding from the inside.
Losing her self-respect & her pride.
Now she doesn't know if her feelings were true.
Eve if she did say "I love you"
Why can't anyone see,
That she, was me.

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