molly’s in the bathroom…🌷🤍

[0:00]Molly's in the bathroom, and she's looking at her thighs. She thinks if she weighed less, she'd get attention from the guys. She saw something on Twitter saying that skinny girls are in. Molly thinks Ozempic's the only way that she'll get thin. A voice over the speaker saying lockdown three times fast, but Molly doesn't flinch because she learned this in the past. The gunman's in the hallway, banging loud on all the doors, and Molly's in the corner texting, mom, I love you more. She sits front and row with Jackie, holding hands with tear stained cheeks. They talk about Miss Ella's life before she was deceased. Miss Ella taught math class in room number 104, before she took the bullet with her blood spilled on the floor. We'll talk about her story until it's someone else's fate, till the next guns brought to school, but by then, it is too late. The president's too busy with AI to make new laws. While Molly's in the bathroom pointing out all of her flaws, her sister's in the playroom with no Barbie dolls at all. Molly's sister's eight with new lip plumpers from the mall. The earth is moving fast, but we all just stop and stare. We watch the world collapse like it is not ours to repair. Molly swore she'd never bring a child into this place. said look around this world's not anyone's saving Grace. But Molly's in the bathroom with a test. She didn't plan two lines she can't erase. She holds the future in her hand. They told her it was freedom, said it's better, said it's fair. But Molly lost the only choice she thought was hers to bear.