She storms into the night hoping to forget, but forgetting this would make her regret. I'm sorry little girl.. who told you that you were of importance? No one she whispers.. the words slowly tumble from her lips and she remembers. She looks back & forth at these memories, tied and linked like seams. You are no one don't you know? No one she whispers. So who do you think actually likes you? No one she whispers. Who really cares? No one she whispers.
So then why do it to yourself? I don't know she whispers. Do you ever? Sometimes. Whats the reason this time little one? No idea.. she looks away hoping to find an answer, still, none to this day. Are all that they say true baby love? Not at all, not at all! Are you pissed at the world? No, but I wish I was. Why are you so kind child? There's no reason to be mean.
So tell me.. Who walks beside you in the streets? No one she whispers. So who do you have? No... one.. she whispers. So who shall you depend on? No one she whispers. No one but? Myself.
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