Baby you light up my world.
She walks to school with the lunch she packed,
nobody knows what she's holding back,
wearing the same dress she wore yesterday,
she hides the bruises with the linen and lace,
the teacher wonders but she doesn't ask,
it's hard to see the pain behind the mask,
bearing the burden of a secret storm,
sometimes she wishes she was never born.
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