Once

She blares her music,
tears rolling down her face,
trying to hide the pain she feels inside,
the pain that slowly kills her.

she knows that shes nothing,
and that she never will be,
but she will never stop trying,
as long as she lives.

as she put on her make-up she thinks of the past,
all the things she used to be,
she didn't care what people thought,
she had her own personality.

but now she's alone,
walking the street,
trying to hide the tears,
that once she could express.