They promised that they'd love me,
They promised me they'd always will.
Then one day they truly changed,
And stopped loving me, and that killed.
My heart broke into little pieces,
Knowing that I had failed,
At being their little angel,
And coming to them with a wagging tail.
Well I'm NOT that little bitch, they thought they could run.
At least that's what I thought,
But the battles had barely begun.
I had won my first battle,
And thought I had the upper-hand. But little did I know, there was a lot I'd never understand.
Like that fact that they never loved me,
And that they never will,
And no matter what I thought,
They were always out to kill.
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Broken Little Girl
RandomJournal entries from a broken girl who wants her story known. It's hard to tell your story when no one wants to listen so she pours her heart out to the paper. Her best friend is her pen & Her life is on the pages.
