Master pretender

Congratulations society

She sat alone

Alone and at home

Where her screams were silent

But her mind was violent.

Her insecurities hid deep inside

And they did indeed eat her alive.

A tear rolled down her face

As her heart began to race.

She took a blade and tore her skin

Where her depression lied deep within.

This went on for days, months, years

And until she cried her very last tears

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.