Particular Me: Part I

she was a dancer
a little girl in the mirror
her mother did everything that she could

she wrote poetry
hoping somebody would hear her
but her cries were always misunderstood

"so what's your problem
you got everything one can ask for
so why don't you just leave the tears for the poor"

she felt so selfish
the only thing that made sense to her
was the pool of blood seeping through the carpet