She tried.
She tried so damn hard to be the ‘Little Miss Perfect’ her parents wanted her to be.
She went with all the things they said. She wasn’t free to choose her choices at all. It was either her mother or father who did it for her, no matter what she said.
No matter what she did. She knew that the only way for her parents to notice her is for her to be their little puppet.
Always smiling even while she died inside. Putting on a happy, cheerful front when all she wanted to do was curl up and cry.
Even her friends never notice that all they knew was just a beautiful lie. The ‘friend’ they knew was just a mask of her real emotions.
Emotions that were dying like embers of flames. The girl is too far hurt and broken now to ever be fixed.
Her fighting spirit died a long time ago and all that’s left is an empty shell of a person.
Destined to die after living a lie just because her parents couldn’t accept her for who she was. A girl, filled with faults and defections. She was anything but perfect but nobody cared. Not even the two most important people in her life.
 Spheren · Wed Aug 06, 2008 @ 05:39pm · 0 Comments |
