"Guitar Case Coffin"

Her waist is so thin
She has a guitar case shaped coffin
Her skin is covered in tally marks
Each one counting the days
That she had silently suffered
She had tried to get help
Everyone just laughed in her face
So she starved and cut herself
Until one fatal day
When it was all just too much
She skipped dinner and locked her door
You know what happened next
She isn’t here anymore