"as she fixes her hair one last time in the mirror, her eyes trail up to meet her reflection.
she sighed as she stared at what she saw.
taking a deep breath, she puts on her best smile.
yeah that's good, she thought.
people will believe it.
four years & counting, that smile could fool anyone.
it could make her look like she was someone else entirely.
it was perfect, being someone else was much better than being true to who she really was.
because in the end, it all simmers down to the fact that no one would want to be friends with her.
with someone who is at conflict with herself,
someone who sits at night trying to get the voices in her head to stop.
someone who tries her best to cut deep enough,
hoping & praying that maybe one day it would all stop".