Am I This or Am I That

These past few months Karin slowly died And up rose this new and unfamiliar being I see the fear in their eyes As they look at this jaded girl Who was once as pure as a pearl Sitting on the floor in her Sunday dress Speaking to her teddy named Tess They just keep asking Where did we go wrong I really couldn't say Where that sweet girl went I don't even know myself Am I the innocent girl who was raped Or am I the slut who's been sleeping around since Am I the girl with crazy friends Or am I the bitch who drove him to it Am I the victim who got jumped Or am I the violent alcoholic who brought it upon myself Pain gushes from my veins Tears pour from my eyes I can not answer these