Scary Thoughts.

pay back

Tossed around all the time,
Like the wind does to aspens.
Her skin is perfect.
Her heart broken in pieces.

She would dress up in all black.
Toss a gun into her black bag.
Now she's evil and heartless
Her reasons are not all senseless.

They would scream for help,
  but no one would hear them out
Blood streaming down their face
Pain romancing everyone of them.
The image in their eyes... a demon.

I used to know that girl.
Pink lips and blond hair
Charming and flawless
What is she now?
Something... she's just something.