Secrets


She walks in every morning with a smile upon her face.
The morning goes so slowly when you’re staring into space.
Her bones are all so painful but she hides the pain inside.
And memories of the night before and all the tears shed cried.
No one knows her secret she’s the same as all the rest.
And all her thoughts and feelings she keeps closely to her chest.
Her friends all think she’s moody perhaps a little strange.
They tell her time and time again she really needs to change.
The school days nearly over she looks to skies above
And prays to god that this will be the night they show her love.