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Life doesn't seem to easy,
When everybody is looking at her,
The tears start to get heavy,
As the steam builds up inside,
But she should not worry,
Because if she wanted she could survive,
Sitting on the floor with a bottle in her hands,
Trying to find one good thing in her life,
As the memories fade away,
She begins to cry again,
While everyone else seems alright,
If she looked past the smiles she would see the pain hidden behind their eyes,
At this point why would she care?
As the bottle rattles as she tosses it back and forth in her hands,
Tears roll,
Black mascara staining her face,
Only she knows what she is about to do,
One after another they fall into her mouth,
Until the whole bottle was gone,
Her mother found her lifeless body the next morning,
The tradgedy of a girl,
Who found herself a death wish to turn out all the lights.
