Unsuspected Victim

That girl that carries a smile all through the day, but wait, once she gets home she cries her sorrows away. She renders herself to tears. Why does she cry? Because her father isn't here. Because her purity was stolen from her, an this remains and unheard secret. Because no one cares why she's mad or sad, no one holds her when she's scared, on ones even there to laugh with her the little times she happy. No ones ready to accept her truth. No on says I'm here for you. But really no ones there to suspect this victim. No one really cares!