She is Alive

There was a small girl inside me,

 That liked talking to people, tell them what she loves and hates, 

What hurts her what pleases her, 

What teases her, What eases her, 

I killed her.

One stolen sentence at a time,

For he couldn't live.

If I had to.

There was a small girl inside me,

Who wants to believe 

People mean what they say,

Who thought the love you give  is the love you get, 

I attended her funerals night after night.

Yet, She is alive somewhere 

In my head,

Only the rest of me is dead.