Every morning she awakes
She see's the reflection of a young girl.
The image she portrays to the world
A mask, a dark shadow, a cover from the truth.
Her reflection is a lie.
Yet she continues to wear the mask
Because she is afraid of what will become of her
After she reveals the truth.
She see's a girl so strong, but yet so weak.
She see's a girl so brave, yet the smallest things cause her fear.
She hides her pain, her sorrow, her anger, and her tears.
She’s falling, fading away into the depths of her own demented mind
Reaching for death, but continues to fail.
Death won’t have her.
With every passing second, she grows weaker
She can’t hide under her mask forever.
With every heart break, every silent tear she cries
Her mask begins to peal, to fade away, and reveal another truth.
A truth that will soon lead her to insanity.
She wants to be okay, to be happy.
She wants to be noticed.
She wants to feel as if she belongs, but she can’t.
She is forced away.
Forced away by a darkness.
Darkness so strong and overwhelming.
A darkness that covers her light.
The light of her happiness; the light of her truth.
She can’t win.
She can’t overcome the darkness that will forever cast a shadow over her.
Until she can find the strength.
If that strength doesn't become engulfed by the shadow of darkness as well
Then maybe, just maybe she can reveal her true colors
And not be afraid anymore.