Cursed
every night is restless, every rise of day
is hope of finding out
will this be the life everyone ’s always talking about?
the life I was told on day I could have?
Sweet neighborhood girl with a smile to steal
innocent and loved..
something went really wrong I guess
when darkness swallowed me, bit by bit
the neighborhood girl faded,
and forgot how to smile
forgive my dark soul or the curses I invoke
I can’t change, what can I say?
It’s easier to be feared than loved
in a sad and lonely way
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