One Last Kiss Goodnight.

She never made it to Valentine's day,
which was probably for the best.
Because she wouldn't have wanted to sit through
that gruesome lover's fest.

She painted her face up,
the way her mother didn't like.
Wore tight pants and tennis shoes,
and was constantly seen in fights.

She never saw the light of day,
the poor girl was just a wreck.
Wearing a reminder of her worthlessness
everywhere she went.

She knew her parents didn't want her.
Could always tell nobody cared.
So when the game came around, Roulette,
She was the first one who dared.