The Processes of the Teen Ages

every girls teenage years.

A deep breath, she thinks she'll be okay.
The tears finally dried on her mascara-stained pillows, red eyes turned white again, and a smile finally cracked on her face.
Internal cuts ripped across her chests, mental gashes left on her skin-- healing slowly, very slowly.
But nevertheless, healing. Scars will be left.
Although the scars were soon to be ripped back open, she will enjoy the time left between.
Optimistic, and sensitive, she'd soon fall again.