Song: Therapy by All Time Low
Water formed behind her pallid eyes clouding its vision
All she could see is a dark mist of misery that surrounded
the world
A world that is made up of blacks and grays
A world where into love is a bittergourd in the garden of gnomes
And that world was hers
Her world are full of cuts and bruises
Cuts found on her wrist, cause by a tongue that cuts like a blade
She badly needs a therapy
But,
Therapy was never a friend
She tried with all her might in a means that she almost carry the universe
She tried to be careful and cool, as to cease the swirling suicidal thoughts
Restraining herself from the temptation of cutting
But no,
They tore her apart,
Tore her like a piece of damn scratch crumpled paper
Leaving nothing, not even a sole happy thought
They took the closest feeling of love that she had ever felt
In spite of everything, she pretends she's okay
She's smiling at everything, still a pretense.
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