Another night in a hundred dozen
Another tear running down her face
This is her life
But no one cares,
They all just look away.
A simple scream
But no one hears it,
A cry for help that they all ignore
Yet they still wonder how
She doesn't back down
From her constant internal war.
The tears on her face as clear as crystal,
They all pretend they do not see.
Yet the tears still fall down,
Without making a sound,
With no one to wipe them clear.