Shut eyes, now open.
You have me.
That thing,
She should never had listened to.
She thought no harm,
In having a friend.
Someone who she could trust.
Fun for a while,
But time doesn't last.
Fault was her name.
She lowered herself into she.
Now you must be not of eat.
You have too much skin.
You wouldn't deserve.
Only skinnies,
Can have the fortune.
For you are just some little Fault.
She would say.
Hurting them in the inside.
That's her pleasure.
She's the dark side.
That creepy voice,
Telling you to hurt yourself.
Or make you feel worthless.
She's nice for now,
But not for long.
You'll say you could stop.
But she's already got you controlled.
Like some voodoo doll.
She'll take a pin from you,
To make you feel not as lonely.
Then jab you back into despair.
She isn't your friend.
She only wants your weaknesses.
She's come from hell to destroy.
You won't be able to let go,
Or forget.
Don't let her tempt you,
She's already won me.
I've lost.
