She Cries

She cries,
cries and cries,

She cries because she's not able to be the perfect daughter, 
She has cried so much that now she has even lost her laughter.
She calls her home her "hell".
Maybe it is because she isn't doing well.
She cries because everyone has left, 
She cries because she has got no one to share things with.
She mourns out of pain every morning,
But never forgets to wish the few left "good morning".

She cries,
cries and cries,

She wishes things could go back to normal,
Because she's done being formal.
She wants to smile again,
Rise and shine again.
She's scared of losing the ones she's left with,
Or say she hardly has people to talk with.
She feels like she's dying, but stops and thinks that for her parents her death would be mortifying.
She doesn't want to live like this anymore, 
She isn't even a good friend to anyone anymore.
She cries because she wants to feel the joy of happiness again,
She cries because she wants to smile again.