Though her face broke with the pressure of the falling tears on her  
face from her gray eyes coloured with sadness, and though her heart  
was breaking into a million pieces and though she wept inside; she  
still wore a smile on her broken face.

Though she starved after stopping eating all those lies he fed her and  
though inside she felt weak as a stick; almost broken, she never  
showed it, and kept all the misery to herself and suffered all alone  
while wearing her poker face.

And though in those silent moments when everyone was having a bad day,  
and she broke down with loud sobs coming from her; while everyone  
witnessed her cries, she still laughed between sorrowful hiccups and  
lied, 'i'm fine'

She was the sad girl locked alone in sorrow, facing every day with a  
dazzling smile though she had not a single reason to do so. She was  
that girl who kept everyone happy with her smile and lovely laugh,  
though she was miserable inside.

The girl who was slowly dying from sorrow;
The broken girl,
       That is who she was.