Her beauty and her love were vacant through her stare.
The blue of her eyes had paled, leaving very little there.

Her stature held it's own in its sagging lack of concern.
All that was noticed was the fire that dimly burned.

Her self worth and her self esteem had become flat lined,
Nothing ever went right, always the wrong place at the wrong time.

The will power for life and the spirit to continue on,
Were replaced with a coldness, all warmth was now gone.

To many times had the truth been replaced by the lies,
her heart had been broken by it's one too many tries.

She stared at the image in the mirror, disturbed by it's reflection.
Everything she saw reflected back was the world’s misconception.

What could you do when every attempt left you in pain?
How can you hope for a love worth keeping if love never came?

She asked herself this as one by one everyone left her alone,
Instead of light behind her eyes, darkness was all that shone.

She gave up trying, knowing that it was never worth it in the end.
She was tired of crying, there was only so far her heart could bend.

So she'd hold it all in, let the world go on thinking she was ok
Next day, another obstacle to face, another broken heart, another broken day.