Razor Blade Kisses

Do you see that girl? Smiling and laughing with all her friends. You'd think she is the happiest girl you know. She might have been... if it weren't for her hidden skill. She sits in her locked room at night and draws. She is dying inside. She is hurt. And tired. Tired of all the drama, tired of never being good enough, tired of life. But she doesn't want to look dramatic, weak and attention seeking. So she hides it all. Acts like everything is fine. When really each day she comes home, locks her door falls to the ground and cries. after she has had enough she pull a razor out and draws a picture... on her wrist. puts on a long sleeve and leaves her room with a smile...