Atychiphobia

Once upon a time, filled with joy and hope, there was a girl.
Always smiling and laughing, people calling her a glowing pearl.

The pearl's glow slowly started to fade away, and so did her happiness.
What replaced it was depression; black clouds that took over her head and made a mess.

Her arms became red, her eyes became sad and her heart would maintain being broken.
Nobody noticed her appearance, nor her absence. She was, even in the biggest crowds, forgotten.