Feigned

She looked in the mirror,

splendid beauty reflecting back at her.

But what she sought wasn't ever found. 

To the pantry she flew, a favorite treat to be had. Still, an emptiness consumed her very essence.

An internal struggle ensued. Perhaps a new dress, some perfume, or a nice pair of shoes. 

Yet the dark clouds persisted to hover above- stalking her with every step she took, with every corner she turned.

Her smile deceived all who gazed upon her. The outward laughter hid the internal despair- for she knew one day soon, the world would seek her out, but she'd no longer be there.