As mixed feelings & emotions fill her mind,
In the dark, she cries
& wonders why she was left behind
As she sits upon the bathroom floor
With a razor blade in her hand,
She begins to cry even more
Because no one understands
She stands up to face the mirror,
Bleeding mascara runs from her eyes
Her face fills with anger,
As it is the person who looks back is who she has always despised
She slides the blade across her wrist
Then looks up at the mirror and screams at what looks back
With her hand she makes a fist,
And draws her arm back
The mirror shatters
A million pieces every where
It doesn't seem to matter
She doesn't seem to care
She hates herself and what she has become
For what she has become is what she has always hated
Her body goes numb
Everything seems as if it has faded
On the floor, she searches for the blade
She takes one last breath
Everything starts to fade
She has finally reached sudden death
