Her curvy soft locks of hair bounce around her neck as an ear to ear smile forms across her smooth race
She dances around, her limbs flowing so smooth it's like they are made out of water, but her precision and purpose shines like the sun
Happiness and joy radiated off giving everyone the impression she is where she wants to be, looks like how she wants to
But as she hits the notes, reaches excellent grades, moves to the music and helps others, the weight starts to stack up
Not only her own weight but the weight of having to keep this perfect profile and the weight of her parents and those she helps
Tears form in her eyes, 'not now, anytime but now' she thinks as she blinks to get rid of the tears while they still keep forming
She feels her cuts and scars rubbing against her skirt and shirt the most recent and one ones sending waves of pain through her
But still she doesn't stop even for a second, not to wipe away the tears, not to adjust her skirt and not to add more cuts
Tears start to roll down her cheeks, her soft bouncy cheeks, her makeup being pulled down with them
As more follow suit the mascara and eyeliner she added starts to leave, plop, plop, plop a mixture of makeup and tears hits the floor
The crowd start to notice, gasps and small murmur pops up all, all while she hasn't stopped but her legs are slowly turning too jelly
'Please I just need to finish this' but her pleas are not enough to keep her up, she hits the ground elegantly (like always) tears like a water fall staining her cheeks
She falls to her side, knees curling to her chest arms following them, billions of thoughts flood her mind as she tries to pull herself together
Parents, friends, and strangers all rush to see if she is ok
But I don't move, don't leave either
Wanna know why?
Hi my name is depression, nice to meet you
I'm the reason she had cuts on her hips, wrists, thighs, ankles and arms
I'm the little voice that tells her she isn't good enough
And I never go away, I just grow and grow
I'm the reason she is on the floor crying
I'm the reason she is going to die tonight
I'm the lady thought in her head
I am depression and I am real
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*Author's note*
I wrote this during my school production, I was back stage don't worry I wasn't being disrespectful, yea hope you like it's not too good but yea
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