I Am

I’m a murderer;
I killed the girl
That I used to be.
The girl that used to
Smile all the time
The girl that used to
Have a lot of friends
The girl that I used to
See in the mirror
Now she is dead.

Her eyes are a
Darker color
She rarely smiles
And she doesn’t believe
The compliments
That she receives,
Because she believes
That they are just trying
To make her feel better.

I’m a murderer.
I killed the girl
That I used to be.

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