Rain falling from the eyes of the beholder
taunting others with what she has
others wasting their precious wishes
begging to be like her..
"Shes perfect on the outside" writes the author
while to all the people around her she just razzes
but to her life is unfair and full of difficult choices
knowing she wont ever be more than a failure.
Trying to please everyone
knowing that her wrists will suffer the consequences
that she will give advice that consequently ruins a day
and that rain will fall from a burning heart hidden behind blue eyes.
Tonight there will be screams in the millions
tight grips that cause bruises
the worst day landing on her birthday
with her dreams filled with haunting goodbyes.
Promises never to be spoken of
truths that will never make it past her soft pink lips
taking shots on her self esteem daily
writing self demeaning words next to her reflection.
The author writes "except with herself all her terms were very suave"
all her friends she has outstripped
never able to accept those compliments of trajectly devastating beauty
yet everyday beginning to carry a new burden.
As the conclusion of the story
the author tells of how the girls mistakes consume her
burning her reopended wounds with her wrists held high
falling to the depths her murky dungeon in her ash covered heart
alone forever, how it was always meant to be.
