standing tall

Last one standing I don't want to be dommanding But I was there I always will You killed me before I wrote my will I was 11 just a small little girl Looking at the world I was there for you and you broke me Hurting myself with burning tea Cutting myself every night But all I have to do is fight All I want to do is love The simble of a dove You told me not to love and you were right I got my heart broken More like stolen From you from her from everyone I love you I do not just for food But for the way you where there Monday threw Friday I'm crying about you Saturday Sunday I'm dieing without you Rest in peace for you and me and especially for who I used to be This is why I'm still the last one standing