Days of hiding the hurt and pain Nights of trying to be okay Is killing herself is the answer? For her life that no one even dares to care
In this bridge, she stood up here Looking at the water reflection With her eyes swelled up on tears Almost eaten by regretion
Hundreds of pain in her chest But they say mother knows best But how can she know it? If now that she's in rest?
"Dead mother, ran away father ugly freak orphan, a complete weird woman We don't care about her She only loves by no one"
Try to understand her style You'll traumatized for life Because behind her fake smile Hides an unforgettable lie in her billion strife
Now she felt a hug from her back She wonders who is it cuz her sight is black So she asked cuz she's sure who's this enigma "Is it you papa or maybe it's you mama?
Another poem again about depression from no one! Hope you enjoy!