"Hey everybody look at me,
Tell me what you see.
I need you to be,
Brutally honest with me.
Because baby,
I'm slowly dying inside,
I'm dying inside."
Drew is dying. Dying slowly, painfully, totally aware, yet she does nothing to stop it.
She wants it, yearns for the release, the utter freedom.
Freedom from life's many challenges.
Freedom from all the expectations place upon her. She is Drew, daughter of Aphrodite, ex-counsellor of cabin 10, and she has a lot of expectations to fulfill.
She's Aphrodite's daughter so she must be a beautiful, stupid girl that doesn't care about anything but boys, clothes and is scared of getting dirty.
She was counsellor so she must be the prettiest and most perfect of all Aphrodite's daughters.
She's Drew so she must be a cold-hearted slut who is incapable of being kind or having feelings.
So yes, she's dying, but not from a wound or a poison but from drowning. Drowning in her own lies and façade. Drowning in the expectations set for her. It's slow but it works so she puts on her makeup and slips her size zero jeans on.
She is Drew, daughter of Aphrodite, ex-counsellor of Cabin 10, and she is committing the worst form suicide, killing yourself and putting someone else in your place.
She is Drew, the dead girl that watches as a shell of herself lives her life for her.