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Click hereshe cries because
she wishes she had just a little more
a little more of something
that lies just outside the door
the door of hidden hopes and dreams
of shadows in the night
the door that seemed to call to her
with every morning light
she cries because
though she may struggle with every ounce of might
the one step forward two steps back
is such a tiring fight
a fight from which she wishes
that she could just break loose
but giving up the fight like that
would be a tightening of a noose
she cries because
the worries, what ifs, and almost there’s
are nearly enough to drown out
the softly spoken prayers
but those prayers are what sustain her
and guide her on her way
she hears a small voice tell her
in this rut you cannot stay
she cries because
the waiting is at times to much to bear
and the smile that she shows the world
is not real enough to wear
but the realness it comes
and gazes back at her in the mirror
with this she is reminded
one day it will be said of her
she cries because
of the happiness that dwells within her heart
it is not the constant wonderings
she once felt tearing her apart
the tears are but a piece of her
they make up who she is, simply just a part
so when you see the tears flow down
know this is where her hopes and dreams got their start.