She is the perfect child
always does as shes told
never raises her voice
or argues with the old
afraid of what might be
she shuts her eyes so tight
so that she doesn't see
the things that speed around her
so much hurt,dismay and pain
afraid that if she speaks
she will get the blame
they tell her what to do
every day and night
and she just gives in
without a word or fight
does it really matter
how many tears shes cried
cause no one ever notices
a part of her has died
she try so hard to please them
and yet they still demand
that she be so perfect
and so alone, she stands
dying from the inside
afraid to be herself
and so she remains to hide
kept hidden on a shelf
hidden from the world
from their judging eyes
she will be like this
until the day she dies.
