The Circle of Life

All I see is the anger in my eyes, First it’s blurry, and then it’s gone. Accused of a wrongful sin perhaps? Who cares, if she doesn’t believe me, who will? The tears will dry and the sorrows will fade, But that sadness is still creeping inside. I hold it in but it needs to leave; The strong girl they know has to be shown, At all times, no matter how hard it may be. It’s the hard life, my life; the circle of life.