She was the girl who was there for everyone when they needed someone to talk to. Someone they could count on, but when she needed someone, she had no one. She had to cry to herself silently, so no one would hear her falling apart. The little hope that she had left was vanishing along with the last tears she had. Those tears going into the empty pill bottles that she had taken 10 minutes before. No one cared. No one would miss her. She would never get married. Never get a job. Never be successful. What’s the point of living if everything goes to waste? She’s just another nobody. And with the last tear she took her last breath. Goodbye.