She wonders why,
Does anyone hear her cry?
Locked away in those tears.
All those things that are dear,
One day will disappear.
She fights and breaks every day.
Hiding in her room and says,
The darkest of years will change.
For the best, it’ll all be arranged.
She hurts, she breaks, she dies
Every day when it’s just all the same.
She wonders why,
Does anyone hear her cry?
