Tricky snake

She was standing on top of that building, watching the radiant sunrise. The chilly morning gave her skin goosebumps. She took the last shot of her cigarette, and layed on her back...the beautiful azure sky felt like a refreshing sea in which the birds were gently splashing their wings.
Her brown reddish hair was shimmering in the sunlight and her hazel-green eyes sparkled because of her occasional tears. She didn't know what those tears were for. All she could feel was just confusion. She was going almost mad...her sences were tricking her every time, all her life. She didn't know what she wanted, if the friends she had were really her friends, if her parents loved her or not, if she feels love or if it's just a feeling that would have passed later. She drowned herself in that dark swirling feeling and couldn't get back out. No knight in shiny armor to save her, to erase all those ambiguous thoughts...What was she for real, what was her personality, what were her aspiations?... She just stood there for hours, and hours, untill her black Dunhill pack got empty. Then, she returned back home, double clicked on the WoW icon on her desktop and glenced upon her beautifull rogue...