Plague.

She sits alone

thinking of the past months

scenes reminiscing in her mind

of what she has become

she's no longer her own

they've changed her, almost from within

too scared to go back

she fears wrong judgement from them

she knows this isn't her

its almost a clone

just like everyone else

ending her chance to be one

she only has her thoughts

kept secretly to herself

faking is becoming hard

trying to be someone else

someone else, thats not her

she hates the new girl

the girl everyone sees

the one that used to be so strong

nothing ever seems right

being someone your not

faking a smile, a laugh

hiding whats really inside

but no one cares

when your all the same

any that show a difference

just cant play the game

she knows this needs to end

for everyone that it's got

shes dying inside

                             drowning in someone she's not