Behind the Silence
Did you see her walk down the hall?
Head hung low
You pushed her up against a wall
Called her a worthless
Lift her sleeves and you will see
The red lines
Fresh from last night
Look into her brown eyes
There's no pain in plain sight
A mirror once told her she was beauty
But the voices inside her head
claimed a little differently
Emotional torture of the world's words
Society's cruel view on beauty
Leading to self infliction in reality
Don't you see what's really happening?
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About everything she's not
Too pale
short
tall
Not a blonde
Or a redhead
Fat
Skinny
Her deepest fear
Silent tears
Ashamed of who she is
Once a nightmare
Now her reality
She walks down the halls
looks into the world's eyes
And simply says good-bye
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