JessaBaby
07-20-2009, 06:59 PM
Her name was Kayla
She was perfect
Everyone loved her
Everyone but her
She kept to herself
She would walk in the rain
Her friends thought she did it for fun
She did it because it hid her tears
The blade called to her
She wanted to use it
But she didn't
To release her pain
She would dig her nails into her skin
No one saw
No one cared enough to see
One day a young boy told her he loved her
She asked why
He said
"Because your perfect"
She went home and looked in the mirror
She saw only
Tired eyes
Fake smile
Pale skin
She saw herself
Not the fake image others saw
That night she left
Into the woods she went
With three Knives
One for each wrist
And one for her broken heart...........
Keep this in mind
Don't forget Kayla
She was perfect
Everyone loved her
Everyone but her
She kept to herself
She would walk in the rain
Her friends thought she did it for fun
She did it because it hid her tears
The blade called to her
She wanted to use it
But she didn't
To release her pain
She would dig her nails into her skin
No one saw
No one cared enough to see
One day a young boy told her he loved her
She asked why
He said
"Because your perfect"
She went home and looked in the mirror
She saw only
Tired eyes
Fake smile
Pale skin
She saw herself
Not the fake image others saw
That night she left
Into the woods she went
With three Knives
One for each wrist
And one for her broken heart...........
Keep this in mind
Don't forget Kayla