Silently She Sits
And She Cries
And Another Part Of Her
Slowly Dies
Now Her Tears
Fall Without Notice
No One Around
To Take Notice
She Prefers Things
This Way
All Alone She Sits
Each Day
Silently She Stands There
As They All Pass Her By
Never Knowing The Reasons
She Has To Cry
Never Knowing
Never Seeing
Never Caring
Her Reason For Being
She's Been Torn Apart
And Left Broken Again
She'll Heal
Only To Have This Happen Again
How Many Times
Can She Survive This
Before Someone Sees
Something Amiss
And Still She Cries
And Goes On With Life
Never Giving In To
All The Strife
By: Blaq
June 2002
Thanx To My Good Friend
XxPuma11xX@aol.com
For Helping Me Realize This Was Meant To Be As It Is
Instead Of Two Different Works Needing To Be Completed,
And Also For Choosing The Title For Me.
