i'm being torn apart,
sadness hits my throbbing heart,
darkness descends over my bravest thoughts,
even though i'm going through this with these bleeding dots,
i'm starting to feel evil, a new reversion,
i'm not good girl, but i'm not a bad person,
reverse the spell of depression,
feeling my ribs crack with compression,
i'm starting to like these dark turns,
but it's not worth it to feel the burns,
i'm still alive,
though i still need to strive,
but i'm still alive....