it's a vicious cycle of coexistent malfunction.
the dysfunctionality in all of our lives has lead to this critical moment.
the moment i realize things will never change.
you take one girl.
a girl without a father that cares
who used her for his own selfish ends.
a girl who smiles and does what she pleases.
a girl who never ceases to make people happy,
a girl who people love to please.
you take a boy.
a boy from a family torn apart by rage.
a beautiful boy who no one should say no to,
but do anyways.
a boy who has been used by girls
who told him they loved him.
a boy who loves to make people feel better,
but a boy that had to deal all on his own.
you take one more girl.
the final straw.
a girl from a broken home,
a girl that no one ever noticed,
until one time someone did, and was used,
and ended up hurt in more ways than one.
a girl who struggles to make it through the day,
and relies on people more than they know,
and definitely more than she should
throw in some emotions,
and a dash of teenage hormones,
and you've got yourself a beautiful disaster.