She changed—for him, for her

There’s a smile on her face

But the look in her eyes differs

It makes you think twice about the way she moves

Effortlessly, as if it were done with ease

Inside she must be struggling, pushing

Not asking for help, hoping no one sees

She seems so confident, so kind, and so free

I wonder what hell is burning inside of her

That’s keeping her caged and mentally

Paralyzed from the heart to her speech

Her mind is controlling what her words form to preach

You can’t know that she’s hurting

You won’t know that she’s down

She keeps climbing to find happiness

But instead the tide is growing and soon she is bound to

Drown