Her Friends don't know,
What goes on at home.
She goes though the day acting fine,
But when she goes home,
she actually cries.
She wish she could die.
But she's too afraid to try.
People tell her she's fine,
When she thinks she's alone,
There's always someone there,
There's always that person,
Who tries,
But does not get noticed.
When she tries to tell her friends what goes on at home.
Her friends say she's complaining,
But she's really just asking for help.
She lost her friends,
That person quit trying,
That girl is in the ground,
And it's all because you said she was Complaining.
