One more night

One more night
 
she goes to school with a smile on my face
she walks to her locker and laughs with my friends
she seems to have it all together
Nobody could guess that it's all just pretend.

The bell rings so she gets to class
she laughs and talks as the hour's pass
Before she knows it, it's time to go home
Pretty soon I can be alone.

her mom asks how school was, she said " just fine! 
But there are loads of homework that the teacher assigned
her mom nods her head and she walks upstairs
she thinks to myself...that she’s almost there

she gets to her room and she locks the door
Now she doesn't have to pretend anymore
she grabs her pillow and she begins to bawl
Shaking and crying as all the tears fall

They can't see that she's not okay
So she lay there and cry for the rest of the day
Squeezing her pillow and falling apart
Feeling such pain inside of my heart
 
she wishes she had a sister
just someone in whom she can confide
instead, she only has her hardworking mom
so, she keeps her depression hidden inside
 
every other morning is harder to face
when inside of you is an empty space
and you don’t know where to turn too
cause no one sees you or understands you
 
she cries and cries until she fell asleep
it’s one of those secrets, that she’s forced to keep
but tomorrow she will act fine like she does every day
because only her pillow knows that she's not okay
 
every guy in school
would love for a chance to date her
she's a gem to treasure,a rose in a garden
a lovely beautiful flower
 
but inside of her cool exterior
there is a volcano waiting erupted
why doesn’t anyone feels her pain
why can't someone make the hurting stop
 
 
she walks along the train lines
a lost and lonely girl
everyone says that she so beautiful
but she feels the ugliness of the world
 
her life is more privilege than others
but she can't grasp the fairy tales
the depression takes over her mind
and it slowly prevails
 
and she cries when the sun goes down
and she cries until she falls asleep
knowing that her pillow
 won't tell the secrets she keeps
 
she stood on the bridge many times before
ready to give up the fight
but she always stops and thinks
that she would fight one more night
 
 
and here is the tragedy,when you are a victim of depression
not only do you feel helpless and abandoned by the world
you also know that very few people can understand
or even begin to believe that life for some can be so painful
 
and there is nothing that you can think of
that is quite as isolating as this
but still, you put on a brave face
but every smile carries a sadness behind it
 
and what you see
is not always what it is
the pain may not be visible
but deep within its so much to take