She says she’s fine but she’s going insane. She says she feels good but she’s in a lot of pain. She says it’s nothing but it’s really a lot. she says she’s okay. but really she’s not. she go home, she look in the mirror, she's cry, she think she's ugly, she think she's fat, she want to die and the worst thing is, the next day it happens all over again until the day she give up. I sometimes feel like life is just one big test to see how long we can survive Until we Lost Everything