Origin #1

"Why..."

"Why is it always you"

"Tell me, exactly what do you have that I don't?"

"Exactly how are you better than me?"

"You are nothing"

The little girl no older than 10 years old huffed out a shaky breath laying down on the hard cold pavement, skin covered with bruises and injection marks.

"Abandon everything, and you will live"

Like a canvas colored with paint she was coverd with wounds, her skin yellow and purple whereas other parts of her were colored with a crimson red, some fresh and some dried.

'Even at death's door I still envy and think of you'