A Story to Tell

Words are meant to tell a story
So a story I will tell
There was once a girl
And no one knew her well
She had long black hair with no sort of shine
And dull glitterless eyes
She had cuts on her arm
That every one saw
But never said a word
She was young
She was old
All mixed up in one
She got up each day
Just wanting to see the end
And one day
The end came
She was alone one night
And she could take it no more
So she took her life
And now I tell her story