The pretty girl who felt pain
Nice and tall with curves to match every guy thought she would be the perfect match.
She would strut her long legs as she walked down the street, holding her head high with a beautiful glowing smile, you can compare her beauty to a rare gem with the highest bid.
Her confidence was impeccable, she had smarts that can get her a long way. BUT there was something she felt that no one would ever see she hid it so well at the wee hours of the night after rubbing her makeup off she would just cry, cry for hours in the mirror. No words were spoken no one around to listen although if they was she would quickly put on her pretty face.
But the pain she held will still hide in the deepest darkest place in her.
Year after year her pain only got worst. She soaked in her depression she laid in her misery and led everyone to a lie at the watering hole.
She drained herself trying to please everyone else when she only came to see she let herself down.
No one never seen the pain she carried when she had to strut to be a slut, sleeping with men who promised her poverty until the end, no one cared about her where abouts when she disappeared for weeks cause the remembrance of her beauty was all they seeked.
No one knew about her unborn children nor the pain she went through when she had to get rid of them, not knowing who her baby fathers was hurt her so deep she had no choice but to let go,
being judged by the world was her biggest fear, she than contracted a disease that led her to LIFE questions If She Still Wanted to Be here?
No mother nor father to guide her to do right because behind her pretty face she only knew wrong. She couldn't escape the feeling of a bad girl just a girl everyone lusted over.
But she couldn't go on pretending to be perfect when her life after dark was the pits of hell with flames burning her feet and each step she took was her Shadow torturing her to be something she didn't want to be.
So everyday was a struggle to survive mentally because this pretty girl was beat up physically no longer did she seek sexuality because everything she known was a disguise
What can a pretty girl do when she can Longer move on?
Change her life she tried multiple of times the same result different experience and not one person ever wanted to sit and talk and see how lost this pretty girl was, no one wanted to hear the truth, they thought her beauty was her token to happiness. All she wanted was somebody to step in her shoes and see how much one individual goes through when they have the whole world on there shoulders,
well that is until everyone READ THE HEADLINES
'YOUNG GIRL COMMIT SUICIDE'
With a note that read:
" Its gets heavy and eliminating myself was my only choice. This is how it feels when no one wanted to get to know me and only let my beauty be there connection to my love. Beauty is only skin deep and THE PRETTY GIRL ON THE OUTSIDE DIED, NO LONGER CAN I LIVE A LIE I AM AT PEACE
WITH EVERYONE WONDERING WHY??
(based on trues facts)
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