Broken

She didn't know just how to smile
while inside she fell apart
she tried so hard for a little while
to hide a breaking heart
she tried so hard to fit inside
the puzzle that was life
but she gave up and tried to hide
and the loneliness cut like a knife
hiding in a shadow in an empty corner
while tears fell unseen
tears that were never wiped away
yet, when she died they said good things
so she clenched her hand into a fist
as the light on her blade sings
she drew it slowly across her wrist
and flew away on broken wings
they lie her down in her old bed
and watch her as she dies
a note was found: "I was already dead"
she died with tears in her eyes