Today She Stopped Trying

What my boyfriend might say if he actually knew what I felt inside.

Today she stopped trying,
but before I failed to see
how hard she worked to hide her faults
and keep her thoughts from me.

I should have been there for her.
I should have tried to understand
why she couldn't look at me sometimes
or want to hold my hand.

The scowls she masked with smiles.
The lies she told through sneers.
The wall she forged between us
was a layer built on fears.

For, every day that she awoke
her reflection beat her down.
She tried to smile through it,
but her mouth would always frown.

She walked the streets for anything
an inkling of a life or some meaning.
Something to keep her from trying
to end the useless lying.

The feelings she locked away
and the problems she tried to hide
were the things I tried to cure her of
but it caused her heart to die...

She never was at fault
for the way she'd always cry:
"A world too good for a common girl
is something I cannot deny..."