She smiled, laughed, and cheered
Wearing a pink shirt, pink shorts, pink socks
She guzzled, she shouted, she guffawed
Being in the party, with the people, on the floor
She had blonde hair, fair skin, and a beautiful smile
She had pearly teeth and sapphire eyes
She had beauty in every way but one
Behind her splendor was a hidden girl of imperfections
Beneath her neon-colored clothes were scars that ran deep
Cuts, bruises, wounds---self-inflicted specks of her past
Abuse, pain, hurt --- burnt images of her past
None of them were visible
For these had been erased
By a doctor's touch, the marks went away
By this process, the pain seemed to have gone away
She realized that blemishes were superficial
For the true pain was in the heart
Cuts, bruises, wounds all healed
Abuse, pain, hurt all stayed
But she smiled, laughed, and cheered
She guzzled, she shouted, she guffawed
On and on
On and on
On and on
On and on
On and on
Till the party ended
So
She smiled one last time, laughed one last time, and cheered one last time
She guzzled one last time, she shouted one last time, she guffawed one last time
One last time, she lived.
That was the last time she was seen.
