As the smiling girl walk down the alleyway;
Her mind begins to visualize all the 'unfortunate events of yesterday' in a everlasting sequence
Remembering the present in which she was back-chatted, given death threats and even criticized for being herself.
She has nothing to do but force stretch her lips in confusion.
If she wore makeup criticized, Spoke criticized, Did a YouTube video criticized.
It was just a different day with the same people and the same sh*t and the same alleyway and the same dreams.
Nobody understood her aswell as social media could.
Of course she had friends but they were from all around the world and afar and she couldn't go meet them instantly without her mother saying no in a remix.
All the stereotypes echoed around the dead alleyway and the soundwaves almost blocked my ears as my feelings struggled to get inside her ears because she was blocking them out.
Tears fall like storm Abigail.
The thought of reject and fought clash together like Miley Cyrus's wrecking ball.
TOP and MELANIE MARTINEZ song to full blast so everyone can hear her feelings instead of her saying it and getting criticized.
Tears swell like a brain tumor.
Until nothingness strikes....
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sHE's brOKen BECAUSE sHE beLIEveD
RandomWhy is society like this If i had to be reborn i would take the chance to take over my mistakes Life is like pen and paper you can write your destiny but can't undo it which is unfair unless you're rich and can afford a eraseable pen!
