She wakes up every morning to the same routine, she walks to her bedroom mirror and replays what all she has seen, blood and tears throughout the years, have never come this far, she’s lost, she’s torn, she is no more, she is a fallen star, just like the star, she’s lost her light that used to shine so bright , a beautiful disaster has taken place, where up is down, and down is up, and time is but a race, she moves too slow, the end is near, she has no strength to go on, She’s running out, She’s ticking faster, She is a living bomb, Any minute she’ll be gone and done and over with, She’s angry and sad, and in a destructive mode, Any minute, Any second, She’s going to explode