Complicated Silence

She sits on her bed and cries
He sits at home and wonders
She doesnt know why her life
is filled with rain and thunder.

Though no one sees it,
She conceals it with a smile.
Her eyes tell it all.
Shes hurting deep inside.

He cant seem to figure out.
Cant quite put his finger on it.
Its like a perplexing puzzle.
A puzzle he just doesnt get.

He knows her mothers far away and
her fathers away for awhile
He says, Maybe its her childhood,
What happened when she was a child?

He circles his room waiting,
awaiting a solution.
He knows her problems are much deeper,
deeper than her description.

Because of her hurting
she is causing him pain.
She is jeopardizing their relationship
over something she cant explain.

She put herself in this predicament
by not expressing herself
He tells her, Baby talk to me
I promise I can help.

As a child she told herself, Be strong.
That developed excessive pride
She never knew her true feelings
(Those of which she denied.)

She doesn't talks much
She thinks no one understand
She continues to hold back,
back from her unknown true friend.

She sits on her bed and cries
He sits at home and wonders
Hes finally figured out why her life
is filled with rain and thunder.

As long as she keeps quiet.
As long as she continue to fight.
The longer she will cry.
And the more sleep theyll loose at night.

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