I am still the epitome of beauty
truly...
We were a true match, me & myself.
We laughed, we played and
We were the most fun, we created all the games.
But somewhere along the line all our friends became high
And all her teachers just
didn't care.
I left a note just tor them
it was never for her, I only had one line for her,
it was just that "I know baby, you're gone. You're gone too."
We're both survivors of something that could've been tragic.
It was tragic.
It's sssso tragic, gold is the color we wear when we want to forget.
Gold is the color we paint because we are choosing to forget.















