In a room where silence screams, Lily hides,
Behind painted smiles, where her darkness resides.
Each cut on her skin tells a story of pain,
A battle within her, like a storm without rain.

She walks through the halls with a heart made of glass,
Fragile and shattered, as moments all pass.
In mirrors, she sees a reflection of shame,
A girl lost in shadows, too weary to claim.

With tears like a...