she wakes up and combs her hair
doesn't look in the mirror
she cries herself to sleep at night
it doesn't even matter
she so alone and afraid
she doesn't feel like it will change
all her friends ignore her cries
sometime she tries to live by lies
In the mirror her make up runs
The memories of her forgotten self
Makes her feel the pain she lived
She wakes up and combs her hair
Doesn't look in the mirror
She goes to school feeling just the same
Her friends don't even bother
A simple fragile mind so lost and confused
A broken mirror some shattered glass
The blood that runs use to be her past.
The last letter written contains all her pain
She ties the rope its her only escape
Stands on the chair and jumps
Now all her friends know her name
Now her family cares
All this pain inside she kept hiding for years
She wakes up and combs her hair
Now all of sudden she matters
The shattered glass on the desk
The blood still stains
Her pain will never fade.
To be continued .