She sits in the chair
A worried look pressed on her face
Her body language screaming "save me"
The headphones in her ears
Do little to block out the pain
She feels as she stays here
Going home is no better
Little happiness can be found
In her deep brown eyes
She wants to be saved
I wish I know how to help
I care for her so
But her burden is one
She won't share with those
That try to lighten her load
There's little to escape to
Nowhere to run
A dead end
I tell her it will
All get better in time
I hope and pray
For her sake
Its true
