I'm a murderer.
I killed the girl that I used to be.
The girl that used to smile all the time.
The girl that used to have a lot of friends.
The girl that 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 that she receives.
Because she believes that they are just trying to make her feel better
I'm a murderer.
I killed the girl I used to be.
