All I am is a girl, lost along my way to my own little world. I knwo many think I'm an innocent little girl, but take a closer look and you'll find my pain and hurt, my cuts and bruises, lying there waiting for someone to notice this isn't me. This isn't me, the girl with the flowing hair, bright eyes, and pale skin. This is the real me. The one with the shattered heart, the broken eyes, and the bloodied skin.