Everyday as she wakes up she's always sad. She puts on a smile that gets her through the day put when night sneaks upon her that smile vanishes. All her problem are once again aware. No where to turn she's all alone. Why can't you tell anyone ? What will they do ? Speak. Only to be ignored and pushed aside. Is it really worth it ? And no don't tell me I'm beautiful. How is it true if I dont believe ? My Dark skin brings much judgement. Is this beauty or not ? Dont tell me I'm strong when theirs tears coming from my eyes. I'm weak. Unknown path ahead is it filled with pain and hurt or love and joy because I can't seem to figure it out. I am also confused. Until then I will cry . . . silently.