She’s in a world she did not choose
Grief is constant, smiles are rare
What is she supposed to do?
The darkness, not her choice
There shines a tiny light inside
For she does what she is told
Her only source of hope
She wants to leave this world
The world she did not pick
‘Tis hard for her to see she is
With everything she does,
Not just the things she chooses to acknowledge.