she sat alone , at home where her screams were silent but her mind was violent. her insecurities hid deep inside and they indeed eat her alive a tear rolled down her face as her heart began to race. she took her blade and tore her skin where her depression lied within this went on for days, weeks months, years and until she cried her last tear she decided that she had enough the world around her was much too tough she took a gun to her head congratulations society she's dead.
