Pills and violence

Popping pills in the morning,
Popping pills at night ,
cutting deep into my skin,
holding my blade tight.

Dressed up to look my best,
when i actually looked my worst,
I thought all this alcohol would refresh my troublesome thirst.

I wanted kids when i was older,
I wanted good news to tell,
but who tells their children
that they wanted to go to hell?

I had a lot of problems ,
mentally abused and bashed,
both my arms,wrists,and legs,
had both been bruised and gashed.

I thought of myself as a strong girl,
I wasn't strong at all,
this is what made my toes curl.

I had decided to stop,
and get my life on track,
because i realized the life i wasted,
I was never getting back.

So i stopped the hurting,
for once it was pretty easy,
I stopped looking like an easy target,
and i stopped dressing sleazy.

I'm a better person now and I'll be turning 15.
I can't believe how young I was
and how i was so keen.

All the drugs and the alcohol,
the cutting and the pain,
have all disappeared
now I'm one step ahead in this game.