Your Perfect little girl
With a bow tied in her hair. Your perfect little girl, just doesn't seem to care.
Your perfect little girl runs around without a clue, your perfect little girl just doesn't know the real you.
Your perfect little girl is slowly getting older, she's getting smarter and seeing all the lies that you told her.
What was really in that cup? It wasn't water was it? It was how you drowned yourself at night, with burning packages of cigarettes.
Your perfect little girl isn't so perfect anymore. Razors cut and tears fall as she lies alone on the floor.
You can thank yourself for this, you never cared to see. How you tore apart your little girl she wasn't as perfect as you wanted her to be.
She hated the world, and hated herself too. There's only one person to thank for that, that person being you.
Your perfect little girl just simply needed a mom, one to hold her and to love her someone she could lean on.
But that was far too much to ask from someone just like you. Now your perfect little girl has nothing left to do.
You told her she was useless, a mistake that you once made. Everything about her, you wish that you could change.
You say she's ugly and worthless too, little do you know what she's trying to do.
She says she isn't hungry while she starves herself to death. Wishing for the day when she takes her final breath.
The night you finally lost it, you hit her until she bled. She had everything she was going to do, perfectly planned out in her head.
She ran upstairs with tears falling harder than ever before, she stumbled into her dark room as she gently locked the door.
She slowly picked up her paintbrush and chose the pretty canvas, but mommy the paintbrush was the razor and a the canvas was her wrist.
Your perfect little girl screamed and cried but mommy you didn't care, do you ever wonder what would've happened if you had only been there?
Your perfect little girl didn't seem so perfect anymore, as she layed there dead with all her pain thrown across the floor.
All she ever wanted was for you to love her too, but see that couldn't happen when dealing with a mother like you.
You cared about your drinks, your money, and your cigarettes, but you didn't care about your little girl made up of tears, and regrets.
So congratulations mommy, you got what you wanted all along. Now that your perfect little girl is out of your life and gone.
Your perfect little girl with a bow tied in her hair. Your perfect little girl is gone now, mommy why didn't you care?
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