She was a silent one,
always alone, on her own,
and nobody could understand
why she felt so unloved,
if they all told her they love her so much,
but she felt alone,
and felt like her world in falling apart,
and there she lay inside herself, locked again,
and she looked outside of the window,
as if she was looking for god,
and why did her own believe failed her,
and why can't she never be happy,
if she got the answers she wanted?
Why does she run, if she has no where to hide,
and she still crawl inside herself from time to time,
and her love keeps her alive.