She say alone at home. Where her screams were silent but her mind was violent. Her insecurities hid deep inside, and they did indeed eat her alive. A tear rolled down her cheek, as her heart raced, she took her blade and tore her skin. Where her depression lies deep within. This went on for weeks, months, years, until she cried her very last tear. She decided she had enough, the world around her was much too tough. She took her gun to her head. Congratulations Society, now she's dead...