She lay there unable to comprehend her thoughts
On the hard cold marble floor
Slowly inhaling her cigarette
Brown eyes gazing to the ceiling
She once said to her mother
"They love me for what I am mom, nobody love me for who I am"
And as powerful as magic she choose to close herself
Find away to distract her of her pain
She keep on saying that she is fine
When in truth and deep down
She knows that she is falling apart
Bleeding