~Everyones regret~ She sits alone in her corner.
Tears rolling down her cheeks. Emotionally lost.
She finds herself to be alone and hated by all. With only her art to show her sorrow.
Her heart is blue with many scars.
Always she has been invisible. No one seems to care.
Only that day she will be found with slits across her wrists.
A note she wrote before she left. That is all she has left to be remembered.
"If life is what you make it. This is what I made"
Written in her own blood across the floor.
Subaku__No__Gaara · Wed Sep 28, 2005 @ 11:54pm · 0 Comments |