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Wailing at the top of her lungs..

“Oh thank you sweetheart!” they say

as they proceed to tell her all about their day

Her hands clutching her neck like the grim reaper...

“Can you take care of this for me?” “Thank you darling your a keeper”

Dirty, smelly, and unkept...

“Honey dear your and angel!” “Thanks for your help!!!”

Thirsty, and starving for divine love...

“Have you seen my keys, my phone, my gloves?”

Tears pouring down like rain...

“Oh there you are! Come here with us and sing”

She drags herself towards them...

humming from within her emptiness as if into a mic

“Oh yes.. I’ll do my best”

“I’ll be alright”

“I guess, I guess”

She slumps down... short of breath

She has saved them all but lost herself

“What ever happened to her?” “Oh she was so promising!” (Another replied)

(“Well here’s the scoop from the inside”)

Out loud she smiles

Inside she cries

Out loud she lives

Inside she dies

Out loud looks beautiful

While the inside decays

Out loud she’s strong

Inside she caves

Out loud she’s reserved

Inside she clings

Out loud she hardly ever will complain

Inside her voice echos with pain 

Out loud her life is filled with you all

Inside theres no one who she can call

Out loud could be her greatest feat

If inside she wakes from her deepest sleep...

So... 

(I pray she will hear the alarm)