The girl behind the locked door
Is the one you don't know
She cries in the rain,
And hides all her pain.
She has stories untold,
And tears controlled.
As the night gets deeper
She embraces herself to sleep,
And caresses her head to stop her weep.
She gulps down the pills of
compromise and heartbreak,
For she's the queen of nights,
She's the one who's awake.
They say she's a girl, cold and rude.
But, did you asked her
what made her so bold and subdued?