I really dont know who or what I am anymore. or on the contrary, maybe I do. maybe the problem is that I dont know what or who I want to be. I fell like I'm in a haze, or a bad 90's movie, or I'm too high, or I'm too sober. I am destiny, I am heartless, I am care too much. I am human, I am she-bitch, I am teen witch. I am joke, I am skinny, I am fat. I am little, I am something to laugh at. wish me luck world, the drugs will soon wear off.
thin skin, porcelain bones, silver tongue, bruised flesh, your the best. black eye, blonde hair, plastic veins, lifes not fair. stab the skin, bleed blue, burn the witch, tame the shrew. look at you little girl, drowning in your silly curls. what is that? looks like tears, rip her to shreds, show her your fears. think your special, little miss femme punk? take it from me, I wouldnt try your luck.