Tear stained cheeks,
Puffy eyes,
She puts on a smile,
But it's just a disguise.

Snide remarks were made,
Spiteful things were said.
She couldn't take it any more,
Now she lies there dead.

She looked in the mirror,
At her reflection.
And what did she see?
Hardly perfection.

Tears are cried and tears are wept,
But tears are secrets and secrets are kept.