Once upon a time there was a girl
She loved pink and purple
She used to always giggle
She was what a happy and normal girl should be
She had a mind and spirit that was free
She grew up sheltered
from this bad, bad world
but when she grew up
and she couldn't keep up
with the world and its ways
So she tries to hide herself
in the books that she reads
tries to silence her thoughts
with the music she blasts
through the speakers on her four bedroom walls
But like all things, it didn't last
So she goes out into the night
to the only place she wouldn't stand out
because the night is a dark place
and it is the only thing
that could conceal the darkness growing in her
So she drinks and she smokes
to drown herself when she can
to haze her mind with the smoke's cloud
'You can't do this
You can't do this to them
You won't be the reason for their sadness'
So she just survived
not lived, survived
So that's what she does every day
going through the motions play by play
Hoping that maybe someday something will change
Maybe she would find reasons to live
not for others but for herself.
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