My reflection

There’s a girl in the mirror,
A smile on her face,
The pain in her eyes
Looks so out of place.

She’s laughing and she’s talking,
These words I do not know.
Inside her heart is breaking
But she doesn’t let it show.

Each night in bed she reflects
The horrors from her past.
The things she’d done & been through,
Bullied & harassed.

In the morning the girl wakes,
Wipes the tears from her eyes,
Prepares her self for another day,
Puts on her smiley disguise.