Herself

Going out
shes got a smile on her face
getting drunk
shes in that happy place
having fun
when everyone is around
goes home
now she is falling down
cell phone rings
now shes gone once again
long-sleeved shirts
are her very best friend
tells herself
shes okay, its no big deal
laughs out loud
so no one knows what she feels
hates mirrors
for they show whats true
crying inside
theres nothing else to do
doing things
that would hurt the ones who care
yet convinced
for her, they'll never be there
people try
to tell her shes great and pretty
says thanks
but she hates the pity
help me
is what she wants to say
on her knees
shes begging for a better day
doesn't want
people to think shes insane
that wrist
is just showing all her pain
quite and shy
is what most people see
shes afraid
to be herself and be free.