She gazed at herself in the mirror
Her face stained with tears
Her wrists covered in bloody slits
A razor blade gripped in her fist
Is this what I have become
Her mind screamed as her heartbeat drummed
Tired of the fake smiles
Even sadness only lasts for awhile
Before it fades back to numb
Tired of always being so fucking numb
The way everything is fake
It always aches
She drops the blade
To leave it in its decay
She holds her head high
Bid her old self goodbye
How wonderful that would be
If she could only find the strength to agree
