The Tears of Others

That flower looks pretty sad

Someone here is crying
Someone here is dying
Someone is sad and feels all alone
And prays to a god that does not answer and makes it no better
They see the world
Like no other would ever
Not knowing the joy of comfort
They hurt each other
And every time they think of being alone
It’s not them that they see
It’s not the world it used to be
It’s not life as it once seemed to them
And what they feel or hear or see
Isn’t anything like the pain within them
There is no one to hear to them
There is no one there
They just want the world to know They just want the world to see them Because no one knows them by
But one thing is true and that is their pain
No one will ever know the tears of others

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