You aren't but the sum of your parts.
And what parts those are.
Everybody took what you had to offer,
and left you with no innocence anymore.
You gave all you had to give,
because you didn't think there'd be any other way to feel.
They took your happiness,
your youth,
your childhood,
your naivety,
the air you breathed.
They took your life,
and showed you loneliness and pain much too soon.
They left you broken, bleeding on the floor
and you had no one but yourself to help you pick you up.
You didn't know any better, how could you?
You had always just known stability and shine.
You picked every part strewn across the room,
and tried to reassemble them as best as possible,
like a puzzle that doesn't have a guide-map.
Made yourself a new body to inhabit.
Made yourself a new you.
And nobody ever understood what happened to that bright little girl
who is no more,
because they never saw you, not really,
so they didn't see the monsters that killed you.
Bright Little Girl
- November 14, 2009
- vClaudiam
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