Bound to her mothers fate

She looks in the mirror,
Doesn't like what she sees.
Decides Theres something better,
That she can try to be.

Hair spray and high heels.
Pink rather then brown.
lip gloss, Roxy, Proda.
Make up to hide the frown.

She get notices once or twice,
And likes the glam and fame,
She goes home and dresses up,
Just to hide the pain.

Now shes throwing up her food,
And cuts her wrists each night.
Her cloths are getting tighter.
While the boy turns off the light.

Soon shes dropping out of school,
With a baby on the way.
Drugs are her priority,
And theres nothing she can say.

Nine months down the road,
The baby girl is born,
Mercy by gods great hand,
The baby's life was more.

Her mother passes when she is 12,
And no father can be found,
Soon she hides the pain with drugs,
To her mothers fate, shes bound.