When the night comes over
And the silence fall down
There is a faint sound of weeping
From that only lighted house.
Why does she cry?
No one knows
Why at the middle of the night?
To not make this a show
Her cheerfulness throughout the day
Is what people never fail to see
But it's only her eyes that
Speak the truth with decency
Her principle always
collide with the rules of sympathy
She can't ever afford
To gain someone's empathy.
A strong soul she is
The society believes
To keep up the expectation
Her weakness she leaves
Dear of judgement
Doesn't let things unveil
And alone with her problems
She strives and deal.
Lost but is not hope
In her heart she knows
Even darkness has scope
For happiness,light and love.
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