The memories

her skin is scarred 

from the blade she once knew 

it kissed her lips 

and dug her six feet under with her memories 

the memories of never being good enough 

always seeing her imperfections in the mirror 

waking up every morning whining she was dead 

blaming herself for being this way 

but the truth was you created this monster 

it's your fault 

all the teasing 

"she's ugly" "look at her acne" "to skinny" "a freak" "bitch" "outcast"

shes skinny because most of her life she starved 

secretly popped pills to help with the hunger pains 

but now her family caught on she has to eat 

her family and Doctor are making her 

that blood you saw going down her wrist 

only one person physically saved her from killing herself 

she's no longer their for her 

so just remember when you see that dope around her neck 

with her feet off the ground 

and she's not breathing 

to think of what your words and actions can cause 

the reward will one day be death