why would you do this to me?
I\'m a good girl,
I do as I\'m told,
and I thought I was yours
to have and to hold.
my skin is pale and cold,
the ripping pain gives no token,
you can still break a heart
already broken.
and every word unspoken,
behind makeup and curls,
have left me weary
in white and pearls.
my mind is untouchable,
whose sobs did I choke for?
let me rest now
and for evermore.