I'm a murderer;
I killed the girl
That I used to be.
The girl used to smile all
The time.
The girl used to have a lot
Of friends.
The girl I used to see in the mirror,
Now she is dead,
Her eyes are a darker color,
And she rarely smiles,
And she doesn't believe the compliments she recieves,
Because she believes they are only trying to maker her feel better.
I am a murderer;
I killed the girl.
