inside she's dying
inside she's crying
outside she's lying
outside she's trying
behind her eyes there's pain
behind her eyes there's death
really she's nothing but a frame
floating from day to day
just trying to get by
yet they judge her
because of her looks?
because of her thoughts?
they don't know her!
they don't know what happened!
they don't know she cries herself to sleep
everynight!
yet they continue to judge her.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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