She cries each and every night, trying to just feel right again as her light headedness takes over, her old friend. She aches as you continue to break her spirits. Your cruel words finding worn spots in her armor, to deliver the most painful blow, oh how she wishes it to stop. You pop her balloon just as she begins to fill up again, her spirits rise and here you are telling more lies. The rumors she tries to avoid, find her, causing her to shake and tremor. She hopes to feel better, and yet her face becomes wetter as tears dampen her cheeks and her eyes continue to leak. She tries to speak but her soul-crushing sobs seep out prohibiting her from letting out any words. All she wants is to learn why she deserves this yet no one will answer her questions. She asks to stay home, but finds she must fight this alone as her mad mother forced her into the car so she can feel as if her feet are stuck in tar when they approach her, each and every day. She prays to a God she no longer believes in hopes he will protect her from the pain inflicted by those who will not gain anything. She feels shame more than anything, for she must have done something to deserve this, but she knows she hasn't. Why can't she just be the same as everyone. Why can't she just eat and breathe and deal with anxiety and stress like every other person. She's hurting as she takes account the mess she's made. She wishes her life could be sweet again like the lemonade she drank, trying to force the cold part of her heart away. And she sways as it hits her, no one would miss her, while her blood seeps out of the shallow cuts covering her arms and hips. Her lips refuse to cry out in agony, she must stay quiet, so no one comes to her rescue. Her sister saves her once again, and here I am grateful for her sister, for saving this girl another time. She lies, she loves life, but there is still strife at school. Her dreams to be cool. The brown eyed girl who doesn’t eat, only wants to be like you and me. Without her twin, they would win, as she’d be gone. Only a trace of her face, a memory, would replace this girl I once knew. Please continue to exist, persist, stay afloat, do not choke, their words can mean nothing if you refuse to believe them, stay alive for me at least I care, I swear.