She walks around like us
She smiles like us
She laughs like us
She seems to be just the same
	But
On the inside... 
She’s dead 
She can’t love the same 
She can’t be happy ever again 
She doesn’t understand why life is so hard for her 
What did she do to deserve the hand she was dealt?
She cries herself to sleep at night 
	Every night 
She doesn’t understand her life 
But some how shes suppose to manage