It started with an online chat room
She was alone
Struggling with her own fate.
Her whole life
Being judged by what's on the outside.
Splashed with bright shades of magenta and drowning in glitter and roses, a tidal wave of bright pink misery.
Submerged in an indigo sky, comic books and skateboards littering the pages of her heavy heart.
You see, the people around her
They cared too much.
They still do.
They've become obsessed with the idea that their daughter had died and was stolen
By the boy who stood before them.
But that wasn't the truth.
She was reborn. Rewritten.
In her truest form.
The boy that everyone around her now saw,
He wasn't a replacement, an abomination, an unseen lie.
(A/N: Sorry it's so short. Open for reviews and suggestions. :D)