"Smile;
the bullet's already in my head.
Don't worry;
I promise I'm almost dead."
Rewind the scene just a little bit,
shall we take a step back in time?
Close your eyes, dear one,
and grab this hand of mine.
Enter the setting a small, timid girl.
She pretends to act so rough.
She's never seen her own precious beauty.
Poor thing, everything has never been enough.
Look now to the right, and you shall see
a dark shadow steal across the stage.
Purple black, like midnight clouds,
nightmare from horror story's page.
Girl smiles sweetly at the thing,
shadow with a smoking gun.
Then terror twists across a lovely face
as the clock strikes ten past one.
Actress twirls upon light feet,
realizes she's trapped in a dream.
Whirls back to said shadow, face to face,
actress supresses a scream.
The creature sets lightly down the silent gun,
watch now as the scenery fades away.
Girl's alone now, it's no trick,
just her in a room of white and grey.
She stares down at the gun, so curious,
and lightly heaves it into her gentle hand.
Smiles sickly with tears in her eyes,
escape from the grey, the route's now planned.
Bang bang, it would echo if there walls from which to bounce,
and the girl falls down bleeding red.
Poor thing, couldn't handled daily life,
and thus, two shots to the head.
So take my hand once again, dear,
as we skip forward once again.
Close your eyes dear one,
and hope to God you haven't gone insane.
Back in the present, we can analyze:
dead actress is quite clearly dead.
But would you care to know, my dear,
why exactly she had metal in her head?
The shadow thing was her secret friend,
it creeps up and whispers nightmares in her ears.
Plans of terror, plans of release,
she's talked to him before, my dear.
So in conclusion, I think I must explain
the opening verse you first did read.
Actress said those lines to herself,
blaming herself despite being decieved.
