I am Her, She is Me.

The people here are cruel,
Their words are cold and bitter,
They speak as though she's nothing,
Just turn their heads and whisper,

She locks her arms around her knees,
And silently begins to cry,
Her cheeks will catch her tears,
As everyone passes her by,

Its such a tangled world,
It's meaning is so twisted,
This place is full of more tears,
Than anyone knew existed,

But they refuse to see it,
They've gone and set their focus,
And they're too busy to look,
Too self-absorbed to notice,

That she's there and she is lost,
She needs someone to lead the way,
Someone who will guide her,
Someone who will stay,

But she's too worthless to be seen,
Too weak for them to care,
She screams and cries for an answer,
But no one is aware,

So she goes in and shuts the door,
What came next, no one exactly knows,
I was with her, I know what happened,
But the truth can never be exposed,

They found her the next morning,
Beside her was a letter,
Tear stained words were covered,
By one single feather,

It had fallen from her wings,
The ones she grew that night,
She knew God would accept her,
She knew she'd be alright,

People ask me how I know,
It‘s strange, they just don‘t see,
The only reason I was there that night,
Was because, that angel girl is me.

-* Dead Inside. *-