On the inside.

I lay awake at night,
crying out for someone to hear.
i lost that one thing
i always held dear.

no more a little girl.
i have to seize the day.
that i have to take responsibility
for an action that i never tried to delay.

will i be herd.
or will i always have this pain
sometimes i just want to cry, scream, yell.
but inside i hold in the rain.