They all love her
The way she smiles warms the room
She has it all together.

They all want to be her
The way she can be whatever she chooses
She can change the world.

They all think they see her
The way she turns the other cheek
She always does the right thing.

It’s behind closed doors,
It’s all alone,
It’s where nobody hears.
She screams,
She shouts,
She cries,
She lets the hopelessness of it all set in.

Because what they don’t know is ok.
Because you can only see how broken the home is from the inside.
Because they can think she’s perfect.

So she dries her tears
The way she pulls herself off the ground
She can make it through the day.