Tears are cried and tears are wept,
But tears are secrets and secrets are kept.

She looked in the mirror,
At her reflection.
And what did she see?
Hardly perfection.

Snide remarks were made,
Spiteful things were said.
She couldn't take it any more,
Now she lies there dead.

Tear stained cheeks,
Puffy eyes,
She puts on a smile,
But it's just a disguise.