Happy birthday.

Today is her birthday,
Does anyone care?
Does anyone notice?
Her life is so bare.
Her hair, it falls
On her pale face
Her parents say
She's a big disgrace.
She walks in the halls,
Alone with no friends,
Her eyes are dark,
Her hair has split ends.
The perfect life,
It came and went.
Maybe her last day
Should have been better spent.