Suicidal ballerinas dance along this stage,
twisting, turning and fallen from grace.
They are a profound trinity, divine in my eye.
Beautiful young souls meant to die.
The first ballerina dances with knives,
alone on this stage she sits and starts to cry.
She dances her dance thru out her teenage years
and then picks up the knife without any fear.
Cuts away the life and dance on her 15th year.
The second ballerina dances with pills
taking one every minute looking in fear,
she could have stopped at five, even at ten
but she kept on taking til she reached the bottles end.
All she wanted was to make the pain stop
now as you watch her fall to the floor
this beautiful ballerina shall finally drop.
The last ballerina dances with a gun
leaping and running while loading the gun.
She runs to the audience and screams 
"THIS IS NOT AN ACT"
she pulls the trigger,
blood splattered angel falls to the ground.
Silence fills the room of a crowd.
All of a sudden a roar of praise and glory appears in the 
crowd,
they are clapping,
throwing white roses filled with tears and screams "BRAVO"

out loud.
But the audience doesn't see
that the girls are really dead.
They only see the act that they put into there head.