In front of me are ten pretty, white pills. I'll take one because you lied to me. Nine left... I take another or all the family troubles. Eight left... I take two more for the fat on me. Six left... I take another because I hate myself. Now there are only five... I'll take another for all of the rumors. Only four now... I'll take one for all of the nights I stayed up crying. Three reman... Now I am shaking, I'll take one because I need to calm down... There's only two now... I take one so there is one remaining... Am I beautiful now? Does... This... Make... Me... Perfect...? There's only one left... I'm done... I'm perfect now...
