I'm bruised again,
I wear it well,
The self-inflicted tale they tell.
I singed my hair,
I broke my nails.
You'd love me then,
If all else failed.
The night was long and dark and just
Another dagger to my trust.
I thrust it in until I bleed
I wiped my point for you to see.
And anyway,It's over now.
Nothing left to say.I don't know why,
I don't care how,
It's over anyway.
It's broken in pieces .
You've got the space you needed.
Too late to try,
Just say good-bye
It's over anyway.~Alicia Witt~