Walking pass the mirror,
with a little glance at herself
showing a cast back of her reflection
looking so disheveled and drained of happiness.

Her head was filled with sucidial thoughts .
life had taken a harsh turn on her,
all hopes were lost,people made a mimicry of her.
Everyday was like hell on earth for her.

Nobody to run to,nobody to console and support her,
nobody to hear her cry,nobody to stand for her.
She was used as an object of ridicule
people...