Ashamed

Ashamed to see the person standing in front of me in the mirror every morning,

Ashamed of the tears she shed last night,

Ashamed that she had to ruin something that could have possibly been a good day,

Ashamed of the way she threw everyone out of her life,

Ashamed of the fake smile she smiled that no one could see through,

Ashamed that she locked the only doors that could have opened her heart,

Ashamed of the scars she had, the invisible ones,

Ashamed of the blood flowing out, the blood of depression,

Ashamed of being sad without reason,

Ashamed of letting people see through the shield she never made,

Ashamed of the life built,

Ashamed of the life painted, so far,

Why??? 

I asked the girl standing in front of me, 

She stood silent along with me and we both never answered