Ah, The Girl (Installment part 3.)

And the girl fooled the world with a smile,
As she was really dying all the while,
Falling apart slowly, screaming on the inside,
Begging to be free, but she kept the smile to feed the pride;

Staining the pillow she sleeps on at night,
with tears that fall from her burning eyes,
No one understands the guilt she feels for the things she has done,
Nor did they notice the pain in her eyes as it begun;

Rising darkness fills her eyes, as her blood turns cold,
Falling from grace with emotions uncontrolled,
So mad at the whole world, 
cursing life as it all unfurled;

They thought they had her figured out,
But all she had was pain and self doubt,
Sick and tired of being there,
Where no one ever seemed to care;

And all of them turned slowly on her,
Left alone to forever wonder,
What was it that made her a prisoner of her mind,
And why did they all have to be so blind?

Such pleasant dreams filled her heart at one time,
Now optimism seemed the ultimate crime,
Staring into the past, where nothing pleasant resides,
And the pain of the present with that collides;

So she looked to the future with hope in her eyes,
As lightning crashes from the unforgiving skies,
And slowly she comes to realize,
And quickly begins to realize;

Wrapping her arms around herself to hold herself together,
But crying in spite of the recent endeavor,
To live is to suffer and die with even more pain,
But to die, is to never feel sadness again;

Her arms fall to her sides and she falls apart,
Ripping open the incision in her fragile heart,
She goes to sleep, her thoughts beguile,
Fooling the world one last time, with a meaningless smile.