Fight Back

One person.  

That's all I need. 

Just someone,

To be there for me. 

I don't need a group of friends,

Who see me as their queen,

Lord knows girls like that

Are my enemies. 

But someone would be nice,

One I could talk to,

I could spill my secrets out,

Like I've been meaning to do. 

Because soon I'm going to burst,

This bottle is fragile you know. 

Soon Ill be shattered,

Just pieces across the floor. 

Far far away,

one will stumble upon me,

And find nothing left

But my broken remains. 

they'll pick up a shard

And see nothing but black, 

The result of me not being strong enough,

To fight the demons back.