She has lost her way, in this endless maze we call life. She tried and tried to keep up with the crowds, and lost all her light.

Now she is shrouded in darkness, and has no way to see which way she should go, to make her way back.

She is wandering forever, in a sea of fallen people. These people cannot see where they are going either.

She follows them blindly, knowing that they are wrong. She would rather follow them, than be all alone.

So she follows the large, mindless crowd, just as blind as they are.

She does not see the cliff ahead, or the water that sits under.

She follows, and she follows, right over the edge... She followed for so long that the person she was is now dead.

Now she leads new mindless people into the dark, and over the cliff that brought her own destruction. If you asked her yesterday,, if she thought this would be her she would have said...No way.

But now she will deny it, the fact that she has changed. Her morales flew out the window, and she will never be the same.