Another One

 Someone said I was strong
 I nodded
 Said thank you
 But I’m afraid they were wrong
 Because I can’t keep getting up
 I can’t keep being sold short 
 I’m just another one 
 Just another one
 Just another girl 
 Just another bleeder
 Just another crying shame
 Just another one 
 Just another teenager
 Who can’t handle the game
 Just another bitch
 Just another one
 Who needs another one
 Nothing different from the last one
 So what would you like to see
 Which side
 Because I’ve got plenty
 To go around 
 I’m not strong
 I’m not ready to overcome
 Who ever said 
 I was your fucking phoenix
 I’ve got plenty of ashes
 But I’m stuck in them
 And I can’t rise from them
 So stop piling them on 
 You’ve slammed me down
 One time too many
 I’m down now
 Down for the count
 Count to three
 And you’ve got me
 Right where you want me
 As far down as I can go 
 Lower than low
 You’ve got me defeated 
 You’ve got me beat
 You’ve me kneeling 
 In shame
 At your feet 
 You’ve got me wounded
 You’ve got me stranded 
 You’ve got me 
 Grabbing for straws
 And while I’m down on the ground
 While I’m whispering 
 Bitter words 
 You can see 
 That I’m just another one
 Just another girl 
 Just another bleeder
 Just another crying shame
 Just another one
 Just another teenager
 Who can’t handle the game
 Just another bitch 
 Just another one
 Who needs another one
 No different from the last one. 

~Jasmine