Beautiful Girl.

Her eyes were gems,
Sparkling in the twilight,
Her lips glowed,
Beautifully to the sight.

Her hair was silky,
Pretty and long,
Spoke with such intelligence,
And her words were strong.

Hands were delicate,
Soft and smooth.
Her hair shimmered,
As she gracefully moved.

Eyes watched her,
Every time she walked across,
Always smiling,
As if she'd never known the word "loss"

Yet this perfect person,
Did hide behind,
The mask of her sadness,
Which she kept confined.

Her beautiful smile.
Was just a mere fake.
All an act,
She forced herself to make.

For all her life,
She lived in denial,
Never noticing,
The things worth while.

Decided,
She couldn't endure another day,
Kife pressed against skin..
From herself she ran away.