Little Cinnamon Roll (pt. 2)
They say cute and sweet people are little cinnamon rolls, that they don't have anything wrong with them and everything works out for them. That simply isn't true, the cinnamon roll is often the one with the dark secret hidden away in a dark room, but if you happen to find that room, you just might find something that will change the way you look at the world all together.
Once there was a girl who walked the streets and halls of her school a shell of who she once was, forever lost in the memories that time left behind, waiting for the day she would be freed.
Many times did she contemplate ending her own life and going to see her great grandmother again, but couldn't bring herself to do it. Now riddled with scars every place imaginable, she still walks, she still cries, she still tries to forget. She still thinks of suicide so she can see the ones she lost along the path of life, she still hurts, she still wishes to be freed. She knows no one cares, and is constantly plagued by violent voices inside her thoughts, saying no will care if she disappeared and the world would be better off without her.
The girl constantly tries to fight back and greet the new day with a brave face, but slowly she's losing the battle for survival of life vs insanity. She tries to push back and block out the voice until her little arms cannot support the weight of despair and internal chaos on her shoulders, but soon her arms will snap and won't be able to hold her up. Slowly as her vision blurs from the tears and her ears ring from her silent screams, her voice is forgotten and her existence is a mere faded memory.
The people who once knew her can only bring up fond memories, unbeknownst to them her suffering, because she hid her pain so well, even the sharpest of eyes wouldn't have noticed. The people who once knew her can only bring up fond memories, choosing to not acknowledge the fact that they might have been the reason she is but a distant memory now. The girls' face memorized to be of perfect happiness, pain hidden away from the audience and deceiving those who were closest to her.
They say cute and sweet people are little cinnamon rolls, that they don't have anything wrong with them and everything works out for them. That simply isn't true, the cinnamon roll is often the one with the dark secret hidden away in a dark room, but if you happen to find that room, you just might find something that will change the way you look at the world all together.
Once there was a girl who walked the streets and halls of her school a shell of who she once was, forever lost in the memories that time left behind, waiting for the day she would be freed.
Until she finally was...