only motivated
by a need to be destructive
i'll be so much better
oh i'll be beautiful
all anyone ever wanted
i know what's right and what is needed to
go on living
but i can't get past the fallacies of a lost little girl
self-control falters as expected
and comes before a fall
maybe if i was small with
such pale skin covering
such bare bones
is that what they wanted
is that what he wanted
is that what i want
or does it matter