I am six
and I am only a child...

It looks like it's coming towards me
like a rocket about to collide...

Can I please blame you for how I behave?
can I say its you fault...

Look at me
I'm supposed to die...

How many tears must I cry?
For you to finally realise that I just want to die...

Ugly girl staring back at me
why do you cry and fall to your knees...

Twist the knife
Twist it deep...

Rain drops fall, clear and consistent
Heavy and cold drenching my skin...

Days fade into night
Then night back in to day...