There is a stranger in my mirror,
So unknown, yet so familiar.
Behind the face is sadness and sorrow,
But the face only shows a happiness you cannot borrow.
At home she silently cry,
She wants no pity, that's the reason why.
She covers up the puffy eyes and red cheeks,
Nowhere in hell will she look weak.
The dust finally cleared,
Her friends are gone, her family disappeared.
She is always the for others,
But helping her no one bothers.