her makeup runs
she doesnt want to live
but dying is her worst fear
She is blinded by the path that
is paved with her ungodly past
Torn apart by the world
for it wasnt to her advantge
She is being used and
her thoughts are twisted ....
While her beauty becomes santanic
confused,
by these choices that have to be made
She not ready
She is fading ....
Dead on the inside and
not knowing what is real
not knowing how to feel
not seeing in perspective
she's falling apart
ready or not
She will have to play her part