A poor woman with a heart of sorrow,
Weeping bitterly to her bone marrow.
She's being going through hell,
Who actually can she tell?
She has nothing left to eat,
Oh!! no, some thinks she deserves it.
I wish for her help to come,
She'll be glad and hopes for an amazing outcome.
No one remembered her good deeds,
Oh!! just a little kindness she needs.
All hope is not lost today,
Because her needs will be met someday.
Dedicated to the women who are suffering today and those that are going through depression.
Thanks for reading.
