Crystal's not always clear

She burries her lies in silk sheets
that lay wrinkled around her
and diguises her feelings with a phony smile.
far from a daring break into reality,
but in a distant dream of fantasy.
her crystal skin nearly hiding her bruises that remain.
she stands on the edge of life,
figuring the importance of death itself.
with one impatient jump,
her life can be instantaneously ended.
with no looking back or last regrets,
her life is concluded like a book.
and her new creation of life starts in another world.
at the break of dawn her family mourns.
and they're left with the complete anguish and loss
for their only daughter was hopeless and left lifeless.
The reason never to be determined,
and her death remains a mystery to all.