She is beautiful,
She is strong, but only on the outside,
On the inside she is weak!
She hides her tears,
She hides her fears,
She hopes that people will never hear,
Her never ending falling tears,
She hides behind a mask,
A mask which does not cover her entire face.
Her heart is a black shadow of sadness,
What was once red and beating,
is now black and fleating.
Sometimes the mask lets out the emotion hidden on her face,
She wants to get help, but she is scared.
Music is her only escape from this cruel reality,
This reality in-which she spirals into an unending shadow of dying pure black!
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