She was classified as...Insane.
She was classified as...a Loser.
She was classified as...Ugly.
She was classified as...Stupid.
She was classified as...Terrible.
A monster if you will.
She had no idea why or what to do.
She could not grasp the reality of the matter, she just wanted to be normal..
She needed hope.
She needed faith,
because she was classified.
When the world would come crumbling down, she wanted to crumble with it.
When she had nothing left to lose, she decided to go, too.
To those who feel like there is nothing out there for them, you are wrong.
You can fight the good fight. It just takes a little while.
Do not let others influence your happiness, for you are in control.
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