Emma was walking home. She was a rose beutiful , but still thorny
she avoided the thought of suicide , even tough suicide followed her
Emma loves reading she would always say
death is no game
life is no toy
life is temporary
life isn’t perfect
Emma was so sweet
Emma was so smart
Emma was so perfect
Well that’s what they saw
well that’s what they inferred since she was rich and always smiled at school
she had them fooled
she had them think the opposite
she didn’t always smile
she wasn’t perfect
nor was her life
a smile told everyone she was fine
while her eyes told a different story
she could say she “I’m fine”,
she could say “I’m ok”
but she would always be lying others
and to herself
she will always be the perfect girl
with the perfect life
in the outside world
but at home
you can see it was all a lie
it was all stereotypes
it was all what the label said
it was all what everyone believed
it was not true
that’s why she didn’t want friends
she didn’t want them to know
she didn’t want them to see
what goes on at home
compared to what everyone thought
she didn’t want people to know
her dad was a drunk maniac
her mom left her
she didn’t want people to know
she was
IMPERFECT
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A sad story about the bittersweet misconception of depression. I agreed with the way you managed to tell the all too-real life of a teenaged girl suffering from maintaining an ideal of perfection though battling abuse and mental agony.
Suggestion:
-“She was a rose beutiful , but still thorny”
You can rework the above sentence in two ways:
1. “She was a beautiful rose, but still thorny.”
2. “She was rose-beautiful, but still thorny.”
-“Tough suicide” I am assuming is meant to be “though suicide”.
-Careful for which words you make bold.
Take care,
Michelle R.
P.S. If anyone feels hopeless, reach out. People are always willing to help– always. It’s okay to be afraid. Just make sure you’re heard.