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When Loneliness Takes Over
Every day she puts on a brave smile,
But no one notices the loneliness she
Feels steeping into her bones late at
Night when there is no one else to talk
To. Every day it always the same cycle
Over and over again like a dishwasher
Or washing machine that will not stop
Running. No one realizes she misses
Someone who will hold her tight and
Keep the bad nightmares away. She
Laughs but no one is there to laugh
At her silly and corny jokes. No one
Is there to come home to and vent to
About her bad day at work. No one is
There to love and to have for the rest
Of her days. People come and go, but
No one stays long enough to ask if she
Is really okay, past all the smiles and
The tears she keeps trying to hold in.
Her loneliness is at the bottom of the
Glass as she is drinking away the pain
And sorrow she feels in the pit of her
Stomach. No one sees the loneliness
In her eyes that used to shine with so
Much brightness and hope. She never
Wanted to feel pity from others, just
Understanding that it a cold and lonely
World sometimes. She looks into the
Mirror and I look right back at her.
But no one notices the loneliness she
Feels steeping into her bones late at
Night when there is no one else to talk
To. Every day it always the same cycle
Over and over again like a dishwasher
Or washing machine that will not stop
Running. No one realizes she misses
Someone who will hold her tight and
Keep the bad nightmares away. She
Laughs but no one is there to laugh
At her silly and corny jokes. No one
Is there to come home to and vent to
About her bad day at work. No one is
There to love and to have for the rest
Of her days. People come and go, but
No one stays long enough to ask if she
Is really okay, past all the smiles and
The tears she keeps trying to hold in.
Her loneliness is at the bottom of the
Glass as she is drinking away the pain
And sorrow she feels in the pit of her
Stomach. No one sees the loneliness
In her eyes that used to shine with so
Much brightness and hope. She never
Wanted to feel pity from others, just
Understanding that it a cold and lonely
World sometimes. She looks into the
Mirror and I look right back at her.
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