Her heart breaks with every beat,
her head spins with every thought,
yet she stands up,
she looks up,
and lives each day as if all is well.
She retires to bed with a headache
because of all the burdening
thoughts of the day just spent.
She smiles as she says "goodnight"
to her loved ones,
yet her insides are broken.
She wakes up with a big smile on her face,
she tries desperately to hide the pain,
bouncing into the kitchen with glowing cheeks,
this one has mastered the art of hiding her loneliness.
Many see the bubbly beautiful young woman,
but the mirror, oh the mirror shows her true self.
She spends her days in open spaces,
she lives afraid of her own dark shadow.
She lives her days hiding in a cluster
of faceless people,
afraid of what might happen if she's alone.
She follows the line,
living as the world expects,
but her heart is troubled,
broken into pieces.
Her head boils with every thump,
her sorrow worsens with every stomp.
Yet she gets up, she holds on,
and starts each day with a smile.
