My tears are as silent as a waves crash,
as silent as a dows cry.
They fall down my face with hushed sounds.
nobody knows I cry cause I put on a brave face.
It's not easy,
cause I'm never heard.
If I could talk to a peer who cared,
maybe it would be diffrent.
But I'm just the girl in the crowd,
The quiet one.
People just gi caring about their own problems.
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