Stupid Girl: You don't deserve that break. The TV wasn't on for you to get distracted and save yourself. It was more light so you can slave away. See that old star, they're now on rock bottom. With only brainwashed people by her side defending her. That's you in a sense. You were once innocent, untainted. Or wait, maybe not. Remember the first week of kindergarten when you brought back your little box of crayolas and telling your mom you wanted to quit, that those people were mean. Now do you remember, your mother throwing the box across her shop and making you watch it shatter into the wall. Remember her forcing you to clean it up and carry your supplies in a plastic bag the rest of the year. She didn't care then-why now. That image could be mirrored easily now. You come home with all the stuff from your locker, but you don't tell your mother the people are mean and you want to quit... You simply commit suicide. That's likely, you've been set up for failure.
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Broken Demons
PoetryHow do you manage when you're confined to be alone and your demons attack. No distractions no help. But those demons are broken, and all they can say is, stupid, stupid girl.
