Young
Unhappy
Teardrops
A final glance
To the mirror
Sad
Mad
Reflection
She wondered
Why, Are people so cruel?
She knows
She's not so pretty
But
She's not ugly too
Her final day
Their words finally
Got to her
Tear stained
Empty and broken
She held the razor
And slit her wrist
Wide open
This is how the teenager Died
