shes not who you thought she was

Don't you get it? She isn't the sweet innocent little girl you thought she was. She's deceitful, rotten from the inside out, she has looks of a delicate flower and a smile of sweet gold. But you have to look past that to find the person she really is, pull back the mask thats been wielded to her flesh, to find the cold dead corpse beneath. Don't be fooled by her pale blue eyes that appear innocent. Look behind and find the glossy finish dripping tears of blood which has stained her soul. If you look down to her wrist at first glance it seems pearly white, clean, fresh but look closer and see the thin lines which crimson once poured out from. She breaths in the toxic air she has become so familiar with staining her lungs with smoke. She's in the bathroom sticking her fingers down her throat coughing up her problems. She is swallowing the pills that she had no money to pay for to fuel her through one more day. Do you get it yet? Or maybe not? Maybe it's the day's she went without eating anything at all to make up for the countless disappointing binge episodes. She's not so innocent anymore. She's not playing with her dollies anymore, instead she's sneaking out to meet up with boys, she's in the alley now having her head pushed down forced to shove something that isn't her fingers down her throat. She's crying invisible tears that no one can see. Her mascara won't run and she won't complain. She is destroying herself on the inside to become perfect on the outside. she's not who you thought she was.