• doubled over in glitter and heels
    a kick in the face from such laughter peels
    hatred in ever sip
    but its all for the kiss to slip
    draging on a f**
    nothing more tangable then her anger-sad
    and nothing so fake as her everything
    searching for the Anything
    yet holding all the cards
    shes got a royal flush, but their just scars
    round and round and round and round
    her world turns
    "its not the end." but she wont learn
    racked with questions and unable to spit them out
    her tounges peirced and its the flesh she seems to doubt
    tangled in dirty stained sheets, this and that laced
    last nights pressure a sour taste
    coughing down the blood
    and washing away one hours worth of mud
    shes spinning now
    in those glitter and heels now
    unable to grab hold
    shes nothing but sold
    no more tears
    for they were shed on those of young years
    no more a child in body
    but still a girl at soul she wants to embody
    nails of iron and fingers of cotton
    she worked hard for these days and for everthing she's gotten
    Pitty her for pitty sake
    because if down this path its you this Life will take