She tries so hard to help you and you only push her away. Do you not hear her? Cuz she’s screaming.
Once she was happy.
It seemed like so long since the last time she had smiled out of joy.
She lay awake long after sunset.
And in the morning she was tired, always tired.
Her happiness had been ripped from her chest by her own inner demons.
Her mind never stopped racing as though it was stuck in an endless marathon but she wasn’t running.
She kept falling and began struggling to pull herself back up.
Every fall made it harder to continue.
She used to dance and sing but now it seemed all she did was cry and die.
Now she only feels pain but I promise you once she was happy.