She...

She sits out in the dark.
She is attempting to make a mark.
Her life it seems in park.

she sits and thinks
her eyes begin to water, she winks.
in her tears she sinks.

She's normally left out.
Her words of hate she cant shout.

She never has fun.
from home she wants to run.

she feels down.
she always has a frown
this girl might as well drown

But she cant run she knows people care.
but the longer she stays she aware.
she will be in pain more, its not fair.

She is hurt, and cant get back on track.
living her life more is making her crack.

She doesn't want to feel this way.
but she has to put up with it everyday.
Till it's time for her to go, she'll stay.