Her arms shake while shes covering her face, and tears are drownding her with all her fear.
shes down and alone wondering why she is still living when her problems are constantly twisting her inside.
Who is a girl to turn to? what is she to do? when her life of happiness just stepped out the door.
her eyes rea now glossed over, from the endless tears shes cried. her mascara streams down her face. just like blood flowing from her wrists leaving her skin out of trace.
she turns from her mirror and screams how shes so unpretty. depression has killed her inside. now shes left with a world that she does despise and there is nowhere left to hide.
