Broken Girl

I am the little broken girl
And I have tried.
I have screamed,
I have bled,
I have cried.
But I am the little broken girl,
Alone in her cold bed.
This is my destiny,
And I cannot deny it.
To lie in scattered pieces,
Fragments, shards.
I have struggled,
I have refused,
But I am the little broken girl
Who was so bitterly used.
My handful of stardust
Has drifted to the floor.
I have pleaded,
I have begged,
But you are cold to the core.
You have slapped me,
You have laughed.
But still I ask for more.
For I am the little broken girl,
And it's you that I shattered for.
You are my moonbeam, you are my dream,
I have cherished,
I have longed.
But still it would seem,
That I am the little broken girl,
And I cannot be redeemed.