• Tears form,
    and she cries.

    No one knows what it's like,
    to be the sad girl.

    She hides the pain,
    the resiliance.

    No one fights back as hard,
    so none of the pain can show through.

    Behind her eyes,
    she is a cutter.

    No one knows what it's like,
    to be hated.

    Her dreams of being a writer,
    are hidden like the pain.

    She hides everything,
    love, hate, secrets,
    behind blue eyes.