She walks on the cold thin ice 
Lifelessly straying to nowhere. 
Surrounded by the endless mist 
with the dead silence. 

Trembling from the coldness. 
Seeking warm, but its hard to hold. 
Nonetheless, she always suffer from loneliness. 

Cracks begin to show, 
she's treading on ice. 
One more step, she knows. 
She's cruising this time. 

She feared, not moving as if frozen. 
she cried, she is broken. 
Yet, hidden within her fake smile. 
What is she hiding? 

Clouded by the thick fog. 
Still has yet to move. 
Fear, anxiety, depression. 
These feelings were known but refused to be shown. 

Her heart is hard to hold 
When it is bleeding. 
Giving her a life as giving her a lie. 

Pretend will never lie. 
Pretend she will never die. 

She is running out of time. 
She is running out of lies. 
Still pretending not dying 
and now, she tried to run. 

However, fell under the broken ice. 
Tired of running, tired of pretending, tired of trying. 
Yet still lying