falling from those ever-bright eyes,
Questioning the world,
asking why she cries,
Her friends don't weep,
they laugh with the love in their hearts,
she waits patiently sitting in her rocking chair,
witnessing her family fall apart,
what's a girl to do?
prancing elegantly in her ballet dress,
watching herself in the mirror,
no one else to impress,
"God, When I scream, why does nobody hear me?
When I cry, why does no one answer my call?
Why does no one notice my plea?
Or pick me up when I fall?"
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