Her Hidden Tears
Can it be that nobody sees these hidden tears
The ones that slide down displaying her lingered fears
Does anybody question her red gaze
Or simply ignores her with a blank haze
This home is a battlefield field with barricades
No one can escape without facing the hurricanes
Parents that speak with their fists
Two siblings that wish they did not exist
And she pretends to be alright
But her heart can not deal with the plight
So she searches for solidarity
And cries and cries without gaining an ounce of clarity
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