The Sound of Silence

And so on it goes.
I'm sitting here, waiting for my knight in shining armour.
But I don't see that white horse coming.

I guess i'm not enough of a damsel in distress,
fighting my own battles,
simply being me.

It just feels like I'm going to die alone.
I mean I know i'm only 18.
But still, it's one of those feelings you know.

Starving,
thin,
wasting to the bone.
Bitten,
broken,
rotten to the core.