you see that girl over there
the girl with the naive face
the one who trust everyword you say
the girl who doubt herself still?
with the scars across her hips and the anxiety pouring out of her like rain?
worried about being alone and imaging herself as the ,"popular kids"
that girl over there,
the one with duck tape holding her mouth hostage
and instead of those voices going out there're going in, pounding into her skull
a thousand voices talking with such cruelty that even the devil would gasp
with these voices that girl looks around with heartache wanting to be save
but what that girl doesn't know is that she can only save herself
and while being struck over and over again like a voodoo doll
that girl dies
but what replaces that girl is this girl
this girl stands a little taller
this girl sees the truth beneath the lies
this girl is less naive than that girl
this girl now knows how to protect herself
this girl is now not afraid of those voices
this girl, this girl now shows her true self, bare for the world to see