No one ever noticed.
No one cared.
What did they do?
They just stared.
As if the tears flowing down her cheeks,
as if the bandage on her hand,
no.
No one will understand.
Quietly crying,
sitting, but yelling in her head.
Such a mistake.
"I'm a failure...."
Yea that's what she says.
That's what she thinks.
And she sinks and sinks,
lower to the ground.
Perhaps even lower.
Only one person.
Only one reason.
Why should I live?
Because of her...
