SILENT CRY

She lays awake and hopes for a new dawn,

To face her troubles once again.

She always hear them say,

That joy comes in the morning,

Yet she keeps on mourning.

Who would hear her woes?

Who understands her foes?

She was once like you

But now a victim of circumstance

She wonders lonely at the day

And hopes to get her daily bread

With no one and nowhere to go

She lives her hopes, her life, her all

But one thing keeps her going

The hope for a brighter dawn!