Closed Doors


Closed doors

No one know what she indures ,
They call,
She has to listen,
She cries,
They shut her out,
She's strong,
They don't want to admit,
Her pain,
There's no comfort,
She speaks,
They have to speak first,
No one knows what she indures,
Her stress,
It bleeds everytime she speaks,
She's silent I can tell,
Maybe one day she can rest a spell,
No one knows what she indures ,
Only she can tell,
Maybe one day she can rest a spell....

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