What Woe is Here?

She sits silent, not noticing
she wants to leave ( she wants to die)
her life is obsolete, it is nothing
it is sadness and darkness in flesh
her life is not a life
it is everything a life is not
a life is happiness, caring about what happens
but she does not care, she never has
why would she
she does not live a life
she lives a lie, a fake life
a life that looks real on the surface
but if you look at her you see the lie
but no one sees that she does not live, no one sees the lie
for no one cares about her
this is the woe here, and it is not just hers