The exterior of a woman but yet the little girl inside wants to curl up and cry...so many wrong paths taken so many choices made... Reachin out for the love and affection sometimes hard to look at my own reflection...heart broken in two more ways than one sometimes the only answer seems to be at the end of the gun...I keep movin not for me but them....one more step one more try with each day that passes by I learn I grow but yet still people say ur old enough to know...know pain, know hurt, know lies these i know for its all im ever shown
