I'm in this half way place
no where to turn or to run
wishing i was dead. Yet agian.
Will i ever feel normal? please tell me when
Feeling lost and confused
like a dirty whore on crack
her eyes wide and make-up smudged
forever and ever being misjudged
Earning whatever to pass the time
to buy treats and essentials
doesn't feel like a job
yet again she starts to sob
her smile fading by the day
her soal losing the will to stay
her body is an empty shell
Her Innocense she cannot unfortunitly, unsell.
Life is complex, not the same
wishing for the bones to show
forever on that deathly diet
hope she can still be quiet
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