Imperfect

Imperfection Oozes from every wound Making seen Little girls' Deadly defeat Easily won By any tried Feeling worthy In the moment But filthy just thereafter So gullable So stupid So easy So lucrative it seems Yet no one understands The hurt within Just trying to feel worthy Just trying to fit in though she swore One of those She won't become Here she is Pleading one of seven Deadly sins In moments briefly passed A quick fix Again she became Opening herself up For others' demand She lays. With deed done Staring into green stars Glowing in the dark Eyes watering from Lust filled lost grip Anger suddenly sweeps The want to grab Weapons and harm Unbearable to her heart No one will know No one will see She tries to convince Doubt rising within Not worthy Just a toy Nothing more Just a whore Just on display Just for sale To highest bid they say What be the price For spoilt goods Ruined by predecessors That came Before She knew who she was Love Cherish acceptance A simple price to pay But a doll so broken Bleeding Its a fortune to lose Her hair wips in her face.. As she stands staring At what soon might be her end.. Nothing Worthless Toy Broken Obsolete Stern faced Doll One quick swipe And fight is gone Weeks of trying To the dogs One quick swipe And crimson Is seen Gushing out Over pale white skin It flows and flows Sooner now The end is near Crimson starts to flow Life bleeding out Hopes Dreams Ambitions Gone Just a shell of the girl I used to know so well..