The lonely girl

I am sitting here all alone
and i just want to cry
i watch the lives of happy people
pass me by
i look across the room
into the mirror
and back at the photos on the wall
the past reveals a happy girl
a fake
the present revels there is only a certain amount a girl can take
i look back
at the girl in the mirror
i see the pain in her eyes
and the scars that mark her skin
her bones jutt out
her face is hollow
the pain is visible
the hurt is there
yet people keep walking by
i stand up and i look down
the fat rolls over my jeans
and the ugllness shows
then something tells me
to look back into the mirror
at the lonely scared little girl
and i see that that girl is me
This person i see is the past
the girl with the hollow face
the scared skin is my reflection
and then i break!