She was a naive teen, fighting to calm the rebellious spirit growing.

Depression (D) and suicidal thoughts came knocking,
She ran for help, swish, swish, cuts upon cuts were the words the supposed helpers lashed out.

She withdrew and opened the doors to the visitors, their words so sweet yet filled with wicked promises, and their pillows so soft, yet it pierces into her thick skull.

Insecurities, Pains, Fears, moved in, and they all became friends and were one. She caved in to each of their evil but sweet promises.

Romeo came looking for Juliet, to the world he was called SOCIAL...