If a tree were to fall
in the middle of a dense wood
there is no one to hear it’s pain.
If a girl screams for help
in the middle of a crowd,
everyone pretends not to hear.
If a tree were to fall
in the middle of a dense wood
there is no one to hear it’s pain.
If a girl screams for help
in the middle of a crowd,
everyone pretends not to hear.
Midnight tears
Stream down my face.
Happiness
Has left no trace.
As tears fall,
Mascara drips.
Lipstick fades
From frowning lips.
sadness fills
Every inch.
Single touch
To make me flinch.
Why am I
Alone again?
Why must I
Feel this harsh pain?
Why am I
not good enough?
Why do I
Not deserve love?