• Who is she in the mirror there,
    Surrounded by falling, unkempt hair?
    Her bland eyes red from constant tears,
    For every corner lies her fears.

    She don't deserve an easy life,
    For she breaks down at any strife.
    The tear stains on her hideous face
    Shows the truth, but has no grace.

    Her angel wings are torn away,
    As all the sky has turned to grey.
    She is nothing but a shame,
    And she knows she's all to blame.

    If she was gone the world would see,
    That she was never meant to be.
    Never happy, just forlorn,
    Wishes she was never born.

    And as she withers with broken heart,
    She sits, surrounded by life falling apart.