Trepidation
arrière-penséeShe's scared.
She's depressed.
Tears fed her
day and night
because she feels better
only after shedding some tears.
She swallows the pill
hoping it'll be of use
and cure her
ease the pain.
She's too scared.
She can't tell her peers.
Because in this case,
they're naive.
The know nothing about it.
They'll only make things worse.
They won't understand.
They can't help.
She trembles,
and she doesn't know what to do.
Tear after tear
she sobs and sobs
feeling so helpless.
Hope?
She doesn't know.
Fear grips her
and her eyes moisten everytime
she thinks about it.
She can no longer smile.
She can no longer be happy.
"Don't fret."
Oh, how she wished she could not.
She wants the torture to end.
She wants it to be over.
Once and for all.
Is that too much to ask?
She wonders.
She's crumbling
and she's hurting.
She's scared.
And the tears
painfully
continue to flow.
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