None saw the struggle
She was stammered by her own self
But, never spoke a single word
She tried hard to prove her worth
But, the people disagree with her
She sat in the corner and cried
But, none could hear her voice
She felt some brutal pain
Still, she carried herself with grace
There was always a smile on her face
She never let others to know her sufferings in any way
Her main goal was to make everyone happy
No one sees the world, the way she sees
She left with no trace
Somewhere in the middle of the dark
Where the bushes are gloomy
Trees have thorns
Leading the dark world to where?
Nobody knows
I don't know when she'll return
It will take a long haul for her to come
Perhaps this will be the end of her kindness
She has left her own self,
In the middle of darkness.
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