Why

I wrote this about a friend.

Why do you laugh,
Laugh at her pain.
Why do you laugh,
You should really be ashamed

She looks fine on the outside,
But what about the inside.
You know the inside you've torn apart.
People keep ripping and thrashing at her heart.

She feels the sorrow, .
She feels the pain
So why don't you stop
Stop and try again.

She's been though the torture,
Yes she's been through it all
She's been broken into peices
In her mind all she does is fall

How can you do this,
On the outside she's fine.
How can you do this,
On the inside she's crying.