| Quiet and shut in her own little shell, she won't make a sound. She wishes she could tell them how she feels, how they are breaking her heart. She reaches out to them, begging for their help and support. They cannot see or hear her, for she is a ghost. She cuts her wrists, and hurts herself; she needs to be punished for not being able to make them listen. She won't eat, she can't sleep. Everyone thinks she's fine, but on the inside she's dying. She's never felt so alone, so needy before, and she doesn't like this new sensation. She wishes someone would just open their eyes, and see her crying out for help; and lend a hand - Before it's too late, and she's gone forever ... |










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The Badass Muffin haunts the night,
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Hope is a waking dream.
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"Nothing is guaranteed," Sarah Dessen.
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