"Hell is a teenage girl"
No, not any teenage girl, but me.
Hell is me.
baggy jeans and Converse attempting to fit.
Deep scars up and down my arms and thighs.
Counting calories, "i'm not hungry."
Hell is a teenage girl, because we go through hell every single day.
We're treated like objects in our everyday world.
But in reality, we're human.
Full of depression and anxiety.
Messy rooms, and messy minds.
They call it a phase,
but is it?
The years of hell we go through our entire life.
That turn us into the hell.
Hell is a teenage girl, because we become what we see.
They say it only takes two minutes.
Two minutes to check up on someone.
Two minutes to get ready.
Two minutes for someone's spark to fade.
Two minutes for someone to take their life.
Hell is a teenage girl, because we never got the chance to become heaven.
