F)ed up

(F)ed up and
losing control
this young girl
will never be whole
...her wrists a mess
bleeding and sore
shes got no will
to live anymore
...a broken family
not a friend in site
tears fall down her face
from another fight
...her mirrors shattered
she hates her complection
shell never be satisfied
with her reflection
...crimson razors
scatter her room
and slowly but surley
she bleeds to her doom