all she could do

its about a girl, I've known no too long enough but before going she really thought me some real life lessons

she is sick of crying,
Done with trying,
Even though she is smiling
But in the inside she is dying.

just because she let things go,
doesn't mean she wanted to.
sometimes the mirror used to be her
real best friend,
because when she cried,
it never laughed

it hurts her so much,
when she knows she wants it,
but they make her feel so unwanted.

sometimes she disappoints herself.
when she looks into their eyes lovingly,
that's when they turn away.
all these things hurts her so much
but,
all she could do was only cry.