Not so pretty face

As she sits on the bathroom floor she starts to cry all her fears away life to her just did not make any sense.

She tried to forget all the mistakes that she had made. She only wished to be pretty and happy for just one single day.

All the makeup in the world could not change her face crying did not help make the pain go away

She decided that it did not matter how she looked on the outside because she was ugly on the inside too.

So she cut all her long beautiful hair off she got off the bathroom floor and she decide that it was better if she always hid in her room.

She through all her makeup in the trash she through herself on her bed and cried herself to sleep.

She woke up the next morning knowing that she still hated herself and wished that she could be pretty someday.

She spent the day in her room tarring pictures off her wall taking down mirrors and throwing them down on her floor.

She swore she cried a million tears that day and so many more that night.

Being different was not what she wanted to be and she was and that was something she could not change

Those two nights were not so tragic as the third.

The third night she took a razor blade to what she thought was her not so pretty face

She thought that taking that blade to her face would change her

As she stood up off the bathroom floor she seen her bloody face and decides it would all just be better if she took her life

Because now it mattered what she looked like on the outside she ruined what she thought was her not so pretty face.

She only wished to be pretty but she already was she ruined her life by picking up that razor blade

She died that third night on her bathroom floor