She once had it all,
Was the best,
So everyone thought,
Everyone loved her,
Everyone wanted to be her.
But see,
This is all an act,
At home,
She locks herself in her room,
Turns on the music,
Blares it,
She screams along with it.
Looking in the mirror,
Wishing she could change,
She reaches for the blade,
As the blood pours out,
She shouts,
It's taking away her pain,
She looks down,
See's what she's done,
See's what she's found.
Now,
Wishing everything would turn back around.