She sits in her room all alone,

Tears streaming down her face,

Her mascara running,

Foundation smearing,

She yells at herself,

"You're an idiot! You're worthless!"

She begins to cry so much that she just can't take it anymore,

She grabs the gun and lifts it to her head,

Her body stops shaking,

The tears stop flowing,

She closes her eyes,

And whispers,

"I'm going home"