No one kew about the marks.
The ones she made in the dark.
No one knew about her tears.
No one knew about her fears.
No one knew about her sadness.
No one knew about the badness.
No one knew that her world was slowly caving in.
No one knew that she cried herself to sleep at night.
No one knew about the fights.
And when they did no one tried to make things right.
Even when she screamed.
No one seemed to hear a thing
