I ran the water of the shower I didn't even flinch at the cold,
I never wanted to give him a killer smile again,
I could not be his.
I could not marry him or see him ever again,
I would not marry or see anyone ever again,
The shaver I had used for my legs 3 days ago sat on the side.
I broke it so the blades fell out,
And with them sliding down my wrists I cried out.
I had always been the girl with the killer smile.
