They all say, to her
She’s too pretty, to be crying
When she looks, into the mirror
All she sees, is a lie
No one knows,
What she does at night
No one knows, how much she fights
No one knows, what she fears the most
No one knows,
How hard she tries
And I know,
I don’t want,
Her to hurt,
Anymore
She lives life,
Through her pen
All she wants,
Is one true friend
Why don’t we,
Joke she says
Why does life,
Hurt so bad