The Girl

As I look in the mirror,
I see a girl who I don't recognise.
A girl who's pale,
With teary eyes.

A girl who's soul,
Can not be found.
A girl who's smile,
Is never around.

As I look into,
Her deep blue eyes,
I see pain and deep sadness,
Those eyes I slightly recognise.

Her face is white as snow,
And her lips so pale like death.
Her skin so cold to touch,
And her icy cold breath.

As I look at her heart,
It is shattered completely,
What could of done this?
Left her shaking uncontrollably.

That's when I realise,
I know this person.
Didn't she used to,
Take that dance lesson?

She used to be such a happy person,
Oh, what happened to this girl?
Who used to,
Dance and twirl.

The wind slightly blows on her face,
Moving her brown hair.
Moving over her blue eyes,
Oh why do these eyes stare?

As I take another,
Look into her eyes,
I see betrayal and confusion,
And so many lies.

A heart that has been broken,
Buy one special guy.
That made her feel loved and happy,
And left her so high.

But now that feeling has gone,
And only sadness and pain is left.
One special guy and a friend,
And in the way they left.

That old girl is missed so much,
That girl that I can see.
That girl with pain and tears ahead,
That girl����.is me���