Losing my religion

What is wrong with her this time
their eyes silently scream
she is curled up crying to herself
yes, but this is not the first time, nor the last

it is strange i cannot help the tears
i cannot control when they fall or why
i cannot hide them any longer
i cannot stop them when they begin

but there is no need in worrying
there is no need to fret
it is just me in the corner
losing my religion.