Words Of A Lost Girl

When you are born, you are born a circle. A perfect, God made, circle. I know that as of right now, you have no idea what I'm talking about, so let me explain. You are born a circle, no one has done you wrong, you're pure, innocent, kind, beautiful. But the second you take your first breath you are welcomed into a world that's evil, mean and ugliness. The second someone does you wrong though, your perfect, God made, circle has a dent in it. It's still God made, but it's not perfect any more. You now have a dent in your circle because of other people.