Empty Shell

Look in the mirror  
What do I see?  
This empty girl  
Staring back at me  
 
Scars etched into her  
Pale skin so fair  
Frightened ever changing eyes  
Dishwater blonde hair  
 
Chipped fingernail polish  
Eyeliner smudged to hell  
A shaking hand holds the knife  
She knows so very well  
 
Blood running down her thighs  
That she wishes were much smaller  
If only she was thinner  
If only she was taller  
 
Longing to be held  
I can see it in her eyes  
No one else can see it  
Only I can hear her silent cries  
 
Never satisfied with herself  
She slams her fist into the mirror  
The empty shell of a girl once known  
Stares back in utter horror  
 
Hollow as can be  
She drops slowly to her knees  
Deteriorating deep inside  
But no one hears her pleas...