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350 · Sep 2015
Dear Life
Hana Lundon Sep 2015
Dear Life,

How did I get to this place? A sad dark place! There's teenagers, sad but with happy faces they see dark things through there eyes they notice everything but they don't get notice they are in there own wonderland they look in the mirror they say is this me eww!
                                  
It's a bottomless pit. she steps on the scale it says one person at a time please she sits in the corner and cry. She tries to make herself *****.

Shes Broken it's like a battle against herself. She gets shot in the head by thousands and thousands of bullets it never ends. She hear voices screaming at her she just hate herself for letting them in her head.  You're alive but you feel dead. you find yourself stuck in another dimension.

Mirror mirror cant you see what you are showing me is killing me. you're drowning but know one else sees you. It killed the girl she used to be. Every movement is a punch in the face. There's no light on the dark side. It's not worth living.

There was no sound no words.  There was this girl in the mirror she thought she knew who it was but sometimes she didn't you could see through her eyes she is dying inside.

everything she loved she lost. She closed her eyes and all she sees is a dark paradise she just wishes everything was normal.
her friend ask her where she was going she whispered “to hell”...

She can not explain how depressed lonely and sad she is
if you could read her mind you would be in tears.
suicide is her ticket out of here...

I'm only human but I can fake a smile
She didn't no who would leave or stay so she pushed them all away.
she's lost in a world that doesn't exist.
she drove herself crazy.

Everyday is like the same, she fights, to find her way she hurts, she breaks, she hides
and she tries to pray she wonders why does anyone ever hear her.
when she cries.
she tries to cover all the memories the from what the scars leave.

she can't see the end as it begins.
can you see me over here or should i just disrepair.
she is dying but she can't tell anyone she is.
she's sits on the floor she has no emotions but she's falling
apart.

There would be a war going on in her mind.
she sings herself a lylybye to fall asleep. She can't remember her very last happy memory she has been
sad for too long.

she feels more alive in her own dreams.
she always hid behind a shelf.
she tries to act strong but she can't hold on she's giving up so quickly.
she's tried so hard to stop but it's impossible.
but we all have our scars.

she always sits at the back of the class so no one could notice her.
dont let them in don't let them see.
she repeats over and over again…
her life is over..
Im only 11 and this took me 3 months to get right hope you liked it

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