Glass Heart

Her heart was made of glass and her confidence as thin as paper.
Each day her heart got shattered and each night she tried to glue the pieces back together.
Her soul contained a secret,
Far more precious than silver.
However with each and every passing day it got buried deeper and deeper.
It mattered not how hard she tried or how far she ran.
Because she knew, that for each demon she fought off around her,
She would never escape from the monster inside her head.