Hurting

My sisters tears brought on the poem.

She's crying,
On the inside,
And the outside,
They're lying,
All she can do,
Is believe it,
This is all bull,,
She's sad,
They don't care,
They're barely aware,
Of  the fact,
That she is sad,
Hurting,
She is hurting,
They took her life away,
For NO good reason.