She's a joker
A laugher
Someone who doesn't take anything seriously
A person who smiles day in and day out

At least that's what people see
That's what everybody sees
There are moments of course
Moments where other layers are seen
And then forgotten after a simple stupid remark

Nobody thinks to look for something else
The way she practices smiling in the bathroom mirror
How her contacts always make her eyes water, even when she's not wearing them
When she's high in the air, and looks so longingly to the ground
It's the small things people miss
It's the small things that kill her

And suddenly it's too late
And the shocking realization strikes everyone at once
She's dead
She died
She killed herself

But they have a chance
One single chance
A do-over
To see the little things
To help
To save her
But can you really fix what's been broken for so long?