She seems so broken just standing there.
She by herself all the time.
She doesn't really seem to mind.
But something is wrong.
Something has happened.
Something is not the same in that mind of hers.
What I do not know is that her life is falling apart.
What I do not know is that she's lost someone dear.
What I do not know is that she cries herself to sleep.
Every night.
What I do not know is that she just wants a hug.
She just wants somebody to stay it's gonna be okay.
She wants a friend who cares.
Would you just go and be her friend instead of just standing there?
Go out and make a difference.
Be that difference to her life that she dreams of every night.
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Carry On
PoesiaA collection of poems that I wrote during random moments of my life.
