*Respira*

She saw her in the mirror, "why I'm not like they" she said. The pages of magazines were screaming  "We're taller then you" , models were saying to her "don't eat" ,  dark flooded her room, she felt down , "Why?"
"why they say to me ' you'll be perfect if...' I see me in the mirror and I don't"
"why when I see my blood crash on the floor I'm happy to feel pain" internet says "legalize drugs!"
"I haven't got  friends , I'm just here with heroin, but I'm not an heroine" she said.
She cuts her vein  and tears come before blood. Her heart shouts . "I' m going to die, here, alone"  She snorted H , but she still didn't feel happy, she tooks an handful of psychiatric dugs and she drank . A new world come out full of everything , finally she can see where is happiness, but she did'n know that it was a rip off, she tried to  see again that wonderful world where she can be happy, where she's perfect as she is, where she really smiles , where she's not skeletal and she wears the first 20s chanel campain as Anastasia , she dreamed to be like her, "She was a princess , I'm useless, I hate the needless", she tooks cocaine "It's just Coca Cola without 'cola' " , Wonderland was getting closer toot by toot, one moment she touched the heaven,but the one later her heart were screaming, she drowned in itself, the life became shorter and she grip the hand who brought her into the hell. She's died.