Poisoned Friendship

She looks into the mirror,
And frowns at what it reflects,
Her face is blushed and stained,
With black mascara down her neck.

"How did she get this way?",
The judge-mental people ask,
A face so innocently beautiful,
Shouldn't be hidden behind a mask.

They question all her reasons,
Because she can't be friends with him,
"He's only going to hurt you!"
"He's a walking, immoral sin!"

She isn't allowed to see him,
Nor speak ever of his name,
Instead she must suffer alone,
Because he isn't there to ease the pain.

[Even though ...]

He took away her sorrow,
Made her hurt disappear,
Showed her unconditionally,
That he truly did care.

He guided her through darkness,
When love had walked away,
He wiped the tears that fell,
When nobody else would stay.

He picked her up at the bottom,
After she'd taken the fall,
He gave her his shoulder,
And helped her through it all.

[But ...]

Once again she stares in the mirror,
To disgusted to look and see,
So she breaks the glass in hate,
God ... I am sick of being me!

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=I don't have a logical explanation as to why this is so muddled.=