she scribbles down notes in her diary
writing about who she hates
and how she want them to die.

her heart is full of bitterness
and her head is full of broken dreams
while her eyes lay vacant in their sockets.

the lies she makes
line her soul
but they dont really protect her.

she is scared
more than that, she is terrified
of letting someone in.

last time she let someone close
she was hurt
and she cant forget the agony.