Grace

There is a girl who sits in the corner. 

 Her heart is crying out, 

 There are people all around her, 

 But no one seems to hear her shout. 

 

 Her life was once happy,

 Full of love and care. 

 She was always laughing; 

There was always someone there. 

 

 But now her life feels empty. 

What’s missing, she doesn’t know. 

 She wears a mask every day; 

 Her true feelings, she doesn’t show. 

 

 Her once colorful and cheerful life 

Has turned dull and gray. 

She used to enjoy her group of friends; 

Now she wishes them away.

 

 Because when she is by herself, 

She can break free from her shell.

 She can let the unhappiness pour out 

And unleash the devil from hell. 

 

 At the end of the day, 

When everyone's in their beds asleep, 

 Misery surrounds her, 

And the pain cuts so deep. 

 

 She wants someone to listen, 

Someone to understand. 

But when she opens up, 

 Nobody wants to lend a hand. 

 

 So she waits until the sun finally sets 

To reveal her pain once more. 

 This time it’s no longer in words; 

It results in terrible sores

 

. These sores cry their tears at night. 

The tears aren’t transparent,

 but a deathly red. As they cry,

 she feels a release From the terrible pain in her head. 

 

Some people would say she is crazy, 

 Others would say she is mad, 

 But she can’t resist the temptation when it arrives, 

Even though she knows it’s bad.

 

For now, it’s the only way she knows

To stop feeling the loss of love and care, 

Because at this moment, she’s invisible. 

No one notices she’s there.