Your Decision
The hand that holds this pen
relives a failure everyday.
I am nothing more
than a little girl inside.
I cry out for attention,
Yet I always try to hide.
I force myself to breathe,
Even though it hurts me.
It's so hard to keep on living
when I'm dying on the inside.
I am torn and I am lost
and you left me here alone.
I hurt deeper
than you'll probably ever know.
So much more than I'll ever let show.
One day when you start to miss me,
And I promise that you will...
I just hope you know
I could've been the best you've ever had
but you chose to let me go...
