Deference...

She has eryone
Yet she has no one
Her eyes show true
To eryone but you
Mixed, are feelings
Decrepit, her dealings
Disgust and pity
She deserves much more
But she doesn't count longer
She hides her hurt
Hurt that no one sees
Or gives some deference
She is alone
As daddy was
Cold, cold world
Why no sunshine?
Death, unfurled...
She may not have
Some "prospect" still
Yet, still alive
Beyond her will...
Still...
Alive...
How much longer?
Til all is done?
And I am stronger?
Shall I ever be
Stronger?