Young

Unhappy

Teardrops

A final glance

To the mirror

Sad

Mad

Reflection

She wondered

Why, Are people so cruel?

She knows

She's not so pretty

But

She's not ugly too

Her final day

Their words finally

Got to her

Tear stained

Empty and broken

She held the razor

And slit her wrist

Wide open

This is how the teenager Died