She walks with a pep in her step,
subconsciously she's weighed to the ground.
She cries out for attentions,
without an effect her tears hit the floor.
She screams and kicks, "Give me a reaction!"
everyone's back is turned. She is alone.
She threatens to leave, to drop it all.
we've said Bon Voyage; no ships are at sea.
She weeps at night, this is from her soul
tears are her company, long are their visits.
She hurts deeper than you might think,
but her constant pain is what makes me leave.
She points fingers, points and blames.
looking for faults somewhere else.
She.
She walks on her toes, highest is her nose.
One day she will look down & no one will be found.
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