Suicidal Society

At nine years old she was happy and smiling

Flown into the future when she is thirteen, she alone and crying

As she grows up, developing disorders, she plans on dying

Talking to herself like, “I can’t go on,I have to stop trying.”

Her eyes can’t hold back her tears

Her voice is quiet but she is screaming, can’t you hear?

Society would never change

So she takes all of her pain away

Waking up in the morning thinking, “Today is a new day.”

You labeled her as artificial

Now her mind is glitching

As she cuts her thighs and the infections in her heart are itching

She always said to herself she was fine

But her heart knew she was telling little white lies

Breathe, let her breathe

But she can’t if she is bleeding out

Don’t doubt her fake life

As she grips onto the knife

She gasps for a little bit of happiness in her body

She only wanted to feel numb

But now she feels dumb

She doesn’t understand

Couldn’t you see those cuts on her forehand?

She had ways to forget all those memories

Even if she starved herself to lose all those calories

She hadn’t been happy in centuries

All you had to do was open your eyes

She is now 16, life isn’t sweet

Don’t touch her, she is a freak

The monsters inside her won

She bled out in her room, but she smiled as she lifted the gun

Society never changed, so they blamed it on her