To no one in particular
She yells at while she cries,
And, as she screams in anger,
She brings tears to other eyes.
And, yet, through light green painted walls
And apples on the door,
They still can feel the pain she feels,
Stronger than before.
And, as the young girl lays asleep,
A brand new day begins.
The sun shines through her window.
She wakes up and starts again.