She is limp and weak-she can hardly breathe.
In spite of her effort of standing her ground-
her legs shatter as she crumbles back down.
She lays there quiet-trying to muffle her cries-
trying hard not to remember her past and its lies.
She loses control-covering her eyes-
she writes a note and puts it by her side.
Her mother comes in a few minutes later,
to find her daughter covered in red.
She falls in agony-her eyes pass the note that laid still by her daughters side-
and with teary eyes she read:
'Im not different..just FUCKED UP!
Do I look HAPPY NOW?'
The following day was the girls funeral-
No one knew that her life would come to an end-
only the girl did.