You tried and you tried to block out the memories but you couldn't bear to see your self through the mirror, for the pain was too much...
seeing your own reflection scarred you
She was scared of what people will think,
she was scared of the marks that had been left, that she wouldn't ever be able to please...that nothing she did is good enough for the society and all they did was judge her broken body.
So she constantly self contradicted and thought
maybe the poison they spit is true
All she did was break down day after day because she wasn't made to be a shield, she WASN'T made to face the things they told her. All the words came toppling too fast and she tumbled down and broke.
She became immune to pain and anger and hate. It was so easy now that she didn't even shed a tear.
Whore,
Slut,
Bitch...
It should've scarred her but it didn't,
instead, she blew away
She was slowly flying away, her body was turning into flame.
Sometimes you think you know someone so well
like you can see right through them...until they're gone
She used to blossom and she used to fly
until she crashed,
withered and died
and that scared you
