She works hard yet doesn’t receive
All the support that she wants to see,
For others it’s not a big thing
But for the voices in her mind
It means everything.
She wants to be better and tries her best
But the best is never enough
So she stresses out and wants to be done.
She distances herself
Loses herself just to not feel
But as it all gets stored, it starts to overfill,
And finally starts to spill.
This is what she had been waiting for.
It all comes back, harder than ever.
The lies, the shade it’s all too hard and yet she still stays
Because of the small bird that never fades.
Every day it sings their song
And every day she listens and wipes her tears.
“Tomorrow is a new day.”