She chose the light,
Chose to be seen.
But lately all others seem to do is look
And all fail to see.

They have failed to
See the shadow
Behind her smile
The sorrowful cry
Behind her laughter
The empty void  
Behind her eyes

Her heart is composed of fragments
Barely holding its self together
She has given her self
Away for all to admire
For all to judge.
And now she is left with nothing
But a shadow mirror of who she used to be.

You see.
They all look
And all fail to see.
She chose the light
Yet she lives in the dark.