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Feb 2016
She is so fragile, so damaged, so broken.
She never had the courage to be outspoken, as she only has time anymore to talk to herself.
She hides her pain away in her own little bubble.
While she continues in her life hoping not to get in trouble... again.
No not after last time when her mom walked in as she was sticking a needle in her skin.
It was her second time trying*******.
First time was with her best friend two years ago that died from a tumor in his brain.
Her mom forgave her but she doesn't forgive herself.
Things like this pile onto her imaginary shelf
Of emotions that cause her to be fragile, damaged, and broken.
After all this, she has lost her will to eat.

The bullies at school only make things so much worse.
They made fun of everything, from her speech to her smile, from her voice to her eyes, from her laugh to her lack of retaliation.
They only make fun of the smile and the laugh, because anymore they are never seen.
She always thought how could people be so mean
To a girl that's going through the same daily routine
That's just trying to chase her childhood dream
To a girl that is now kicked off of her team.
She failed the drug test again, big surprise.
The coach sent her off with a McDonalds coupon like "hey get some fries,
you need em".
Just what she needed, her biggest role model and her only father figure making fun of her anorexia in front of the whole team.

She was treated like a *****
And didn't give anyone a reason to think any more
of her, even she started to believe it.
She came home and her bedroom door she would shut
Just so she could have a private place to cut.
Cut away at her feelings cut away at her emotions.
She just wanted everything to be gone, but she knew it couldn't happen.  
All this she regretted.
But what happened, happened.
And she did nothing to keep it from repeating again.

Her friends at school turn their backs on her like she never even existed.
Like they hadn't ever been friends, like reality had been twisted.
Deep down it kills her, she just doesn't let anyone know.
Before you know it, she's already on death row.
Sentenced by herself.
What collapsed was the imaginary shelf
That held all the emotions inside her.
Now they're overwhelming, overcoming her.
All her old friends try to comfort her but it just makes it worse because every single one of them is fake to her
But anyway it's too late now, her mind is set.
This is the story of the girl who lived a life of regret.
Written by
Eric Roeber
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   --- and Cecil Miller
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