You prick the skin, not much force.
Then you see a river...of bright red water come from the skin.
"It's beautiful" she thinks.
she laid there, thought about the river.
Thought about the darkness that will com at the end of the river.
She had a blank face knowing it will al be over.
Problems...gone, insecurities finally to come to an end, bullies finally disappeared.
Closed her eyes, and dreamed...about the peace she can finally receive.
"She was beautiful"
But no one thought so.
"She was smart"
No one told her.
"She was special"
...
I have a question for you,
How do you feel special...when everyone around you makes you feel like a mistake?
