Another Grey Lady

She is the lady in grey
Happiness is the illusion
Content to wrap up the bad
Hiding it in the gold of her heart

She is the lady in grey
Never sure about tomorrow
Nor even if the dawn will break for her
In her one room home in the Bronx
Her tears stain her goldenness

She is the lady in grey
Wishing
Hoping
Praying
Just for a chance
A knight in shining armour

She is the lady in grey
Whose tears are crimson from the pain
Laying the that black dingy room
Only the cockroaches for company
Her strength ebbing slowly away

She was the lady in grey when they found her
Lying in the congealed dark red
Wrists cut so deep
Just another statistic in the city
Just another lady in grey