She plays with razors and traces her scars. She counts her flaws like she counts stars. You would think you know her. But you don't know that everyday her thoughts get darker. Her heart is slowly sinking. Her mind is so tired of thinking. She wants to be anywhere but in this world. Because to everyone she's just another sad girl. She was never understood. They never ask, they just assume she wasn't in the mood. No one catches her tears at night. Nobody holds her and says everything will be alright. She was alone like the moon. She said one day it will be all over soon.
