The Beauty Within

Age 13.

For so long she glared into her reflection,
the river of pain flowing down her cheeks.
Wondering what is was that caused rejection,
trying to imagine a life of peace..

Into her own eyes she fell deeper and deeper,
smiling a fake smile as she watched her own heart break
The razor running across her wrist as she grew weaker,
as the world she knew finally fell back into place..

They don't know a thing about her,
but her thoughts and feelings were always ignored.
Like when the final whistle is blown,
as the uncounted goal is scored..

No one will ever get the chance to see,
the elaborational beauty within.
Though not much to look at,
she had always been free from sin.

In front of the mirror she there lay,
unnoticed, and finally free from fear.
She knew this was her pathway,
to a place where happiness was near.