She killed herself to be skinny,
She killed herself to be a teenage dream.
She killed herself to be pretty,
She killed herself to feel.
She built herself out of sorrow,
She built herself out of false beliefs.
She never thought of tomorrow,
She drifted into sleep.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your heart.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your lungs.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your mind.
And by now the sadness will have won.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your eyes.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your tongue.
And by now the sadness will have spread to your thoughts.
And by now the sadness will have won.
She made herself half a person,
She made herself into a vague outline.
She filled her mind with confusion,
She kept her thoughts inside.
She never knew of her meaning,
She took the world's pain and internalized.
She killed herself for this feeling,
The tears welled in her eyes.
In the moment it's so real that she can't think straight,
And the chemicals flow.
Traumatic feels so real that she can't think straight,
And she yearns for something lifelike.
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