Silently crying, she pushes away the door of the medicine cabinet. Seeking someone to rescue her, there’s no one save for the two brown eyes staring back in the mirror. Step outside in the rain, and take a deep breath to clear your head. Strung out like a lonely lover, there’s so much to live for other than how you appear in a photograph. Pleasing others just won’t do, so discard them like the crumbled leaves you keep stuffed in your pockets. So many fond farewells yet the only one you’ve left behind is yourself. A new body brings only the same old shame. Disappointing muscle breeding neglect. So pointless they are, with no stardust to speak of whatsoever, so why worship them as if they were something special. It’s not a question, just a strained remark you’ve tried ignoring so many times before. It’s not them; it’s you. Know yourself, and look deep inside the husk that houses your soul. Don’t be ashamed, just own up to your faults and create yourself anew. Take every good memory, and feed on the love. Take every warm feeling, and use it to become who you want to be. Don’t be cheap, and don’t use yourself, for if you don’t care, no one else will either.
Stand up and show them that the woman you are, is not the girl you used to be. Time comes and goes. Feelings pass like you don’t know what they even mean. Want to get away from who you are, yet the glory is in sticking around. So many lows, and not enough highs, only the trick is to treat them all the same. Anything that takes you out of your shell is worth it, be it good or bad; it doesn’t matter. Just open up your guts, and don’t be afraid to feel. The future’s dead, as is the past. There’s no heaven, but they’ll always be a hell. It’s called living when you’re not happy. So do something about it. Strip yourself of those rags, and tell the ones you love just how much they mean to you. Break down those walls of doubt, and show your true colours, because if you don’t, you’ll end up as wasted as those you claim to despise. Washed up and begging for oblivion in yet another strangers bed. Rise against it. You know how to, all you have to do is let go. Let go of the mask you wear so well. Let go of the fear that pushes you down the only road you’ve ever been willing to take. Reach out before it’s too late.