A shot to kill the pain;
a pill to drain the shame.
A purge to stop the gain;
a cut to break the vein.
A smoke to ease the crave;
a drink to win the game.
An addiction's an addiction;
because it will always hurt the same.
That girl in your class, she laughs. She has a smile that lights up an entire room.
That girl in your class, she has great grades, she doesn't even have to try.
That girl in your class, she has seemingly amazing friends who care about her.
That girl in your class, she has scars; lines in her body and her friends don't notice and some don't care.
That girl, doesn't remember what is like to be not to cry. She cries herself to sleep every night.
But hey, she smiles. She's ok. Right?
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The Way Out
Teen FictionA normal girl... Talked about nothing, thought about everything. No one could ever understand her... sleepless nights, greatest fears, hopeless thoughts and deepest feelings. No one knew what long sleeves and a fake smile can hide. She just wanted a...
