Dark red lipstick on,
6-inched heels
and she's ready to go.
And when she did,
all she had done
was to point out others' flaw.
Which made her crowned 'complete bitch'
but all she ever replies is
a bitchy "So?"
Day and day this
had been her daily routine
Its a yes and yes and never a no.
But night by night
the girl disappears
And came the replacement a girl full of fears.
The fear of hurting again
as if stabbed a million times with a knife.
The fear of losing again
in this cruel war of life.
The fear of having someone too close
but at the end of the day,
she has to let go.
The fear of having all of those again.
The fear of having a déjà vu.
As the moon shines bright,
spreading peace throughout the dark
she is an intangible mess.
The sting is piercing
through her soul
Its painfulness? No one could guess.
But as the sun peeks
up again in
the sky.
She wakes up
on her face
a sly smile.
She takes a bath
then changes into a
dress so short and
with a cleavage so low
Dark red lipstick on,
6-inched heels
and she's ready to go.
