Her eyes tell a story if you look close enough
Her shoulders are rounded from a life that's been tough
Her days carry on with no hope in sight
The same old song repeated each night
The angst of longing for the one that won't love back
Her heart is heavy and her days are black
But yet she keeps on hoping for him to see the light
To learn how to give himself and make everything alright.
She needs him to be with her while the chips are down
He can't seem to understand why she needs him around
She screams for help but no one hears her call
The one she needs the most won't listen at all
No understanding that this sadness she can't help.
There's no way out for her. Her life is a living Hell.
Dec 9, 2024
Dec 9, 2024 at 1:41 PM UTC
Her eyes tell a story if you look close enough
Her shoulders are rounded from a life that's been tough
Her days carry on with no hope in sight
The same old song repeated each night
The angst of longing for the one that won't love back
Her heart is heavy and her days are black
But yet she keeps on hoping for him to see the light
To learn how to give himself and make everything alright.
She needs him to be with her while the chips are down
He can't seem to understand why she needs him around
She screams for help but no one hears her call
The one she needs the most won't listen at all
No understanding that this sadness she can't help.
There's no way out for her. Her life is a living Hell.
Written September 14, 2016
