worth it.

i crawl thought this dirty world, just getting by, with my dress cut up, and knees bleeding. stones stuck in my hands, bleeding... the blood is all though my hair. it will all be worth it in the end, all this pain for the goal at hand. the power, the freedom, it's not far away now. how could it be? I'm almost there. even if I'm bleeding all over by the end of it, it will be worth it. i put my hand up to push the hair out of my face and feel the warmth of new blood, now how did that one happen? must have been my last fall...