The Young Girl Assassin

You’re the Assassin!

You killed me more than once.

I survived and moved on,

Leaving you behind

In your home-made prison.

This cage of yours,

It’s made of glass.

There’s no air

And you’re suffocating slowly,

Melting away.

You see my reflection

On all the panes,

Reminding you

Of all your crimes,

Taunting you.

I hope you know that I mock you,

That I am the stronger one now,

That you cannot reach me no more,

That I am untouchable,

By you at least.

You might have murdered me,

My innocence, my trust, my youth,

But I have faith in me:

I am ME!