I Can't Do It Anymore
She screamed "I CAN'T DO IT ANYMORE!"
They made her feel like a
Failure
Embarrassment
The child they never wanted
All she did was disappoint. For she was different
She thought differently
She was wired differently One day she decided it was time to meet her creator
One loud bang
A pool of blood
And a corpse
No one came running.
No one saved her.
The smallest beam of light could have saved her.
But failures don't see light.
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