She wakes up.
She gets ready.
She walks out the door.
She embraces the day.
She walks through the halls.
With a smile painted across her face.
She see’s her friends.
She embraces the day.
After a few laughs,
And after a few sighs,
She returns home,
Returns to her cries.
She does her work.
Without saying a word or two.
She ignores the yells and screams.
For there are more than a few.
She returns to her room.
To get a little shuteye.
But before she lay asleep,
She starts to cry.
Every night she lies in bed,
Weeping , wishing she was not here.
She would rather die than live it through.
But it isn’t clear.
Why does she seem so happy at school?
All we ever do is see her smile.
But that smile will not last,
It will only last for awhile.
Once she gets home, all her smiles fade away.
She remains in sorrow.
The only hope is,
Will she be here tomorrow?
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