She never said a word
Because she knew her voice will not be heard
She kept her eyes closed
Because she knew that no one will wipe away her tears
She always smiled
Because she knew that no one can see how heartbroken she was
She never let her tears run down in front of people
Because she was never given a shoulder to cry on
She never shed a tear in a daylight
Only at night where no one can see her tears
And that is where she let it all out
She never looked at herself in the mirror
Because all she saw were the scars all over her body
She never argued
Because her point of view was never trusted
All she said was meaningless to most people
Only her pen and her book understood what she was going through
Only her pen and her book made her words meaningful