Outcast, withdrawn, unhappy girl shows no emotion as she walks alone. No one knows the real her. No one knows her pain. As she sits alone at lunch with no friends by her side, the unhappy girl starts to cry. Black eye makeup streaming from her tears. She sits and wonders to herself why she has stayed alive so many years.
She could have died way back when that one happy girl didn’t want to be her friend. She’s alone and no one cares what she does. Her black herat can’t stand the pain for even one more day. Stupid cycle going round and round putting her in more pain. Unhappy girl sits alone with no one by her side. While the happy girl looks so happy, but is so unhappy inside.