Broken Girl

I look in the mirror and what do I see,
A fear filled girl staring back at me,
This wasn't always the case,
There was once a smile upon my face,
Years of receiving constant pain and hate,
Is ultimately what created my current state,
Somewhere along the way I lost my soul,
Without it I fear I shall never be whole,
Fear aside I will continue to try,
Even so I question myself why,
Fall down twice,
Get back up thrice,
I don't how much longer I can stand,
Without the help of a lending hand,
I am used to going through life alone,
No one to call; no relief in my phone,
More than ever I need someone to lean on,
Or this broken girl will soon be forever gone