Lost and hopeless,
day by day.
But she hides her feelings,
and her face away.
People don't know,
'cause she never wants to show.
Some don't even care,
though they pretend they are there.
Sad and tired,
she's sick of her life.
She's sick of the pressure.
She doesn't want to shine.
So go up to her,
say her name.
Say 'look at me',
that you'll never speak in vain.
Smile at her,
and say 'don't give up'.
Becuase no doubt it's a small thing,
but no doubt it'll mean lots.
