She smiles during the day,
She cries throughout the night
She often finds herself in the corner,
Wishing she could stop this fight.
Her shred of tears lead to a path of where she once would stay,
Her greatest fears still increase rapidly as her heart begins to fade away.
She looks up at the stars and whispers to herself,
"Why must I feel like this, so cold and on my own?
I'm so tired of being by myself,
I'm so tired of being alone."
The feeling builds up stronger,
And her eyes become full of tears.
She cannot take this any longer,
Like she has for the past few years.
She is only a child,
Her mind has become so weak.
More days have passed and it's just gotten worse,
She has come to a point where she just cannot even speak.
She still exists to this day,
Alive and moving.
Even though she still suffers,
Even though her heart is crying.
Who is this girl you may wonder,
Who does she appear to be?
Well I'll tell you one thing, I know the answer,
That little girl, is me...