You see a girl looking as happy
as she can be. But wait what was
that? Must have been seeing things
again. Next day you catch the girl
alone. You see she has dropped
into a low. How could that be?
Just yesterday she was happy.
You walk into her room unexpectedly
and guess what you see? A girl with
no goal and no dream. A girl who has
no one. A girl whose just added another
scar to her wrist. She looks up and
notices you. Now you see all that happiness
and all those dreams were false lies
just another part of that chiseled mask.
Then she says:
"Now do you see whats happening?
I'm a broken doll now and there's
no way you can fix me.
This is all your fault... father."
