You don't have an idea about her pain.
You didn't know that she's trying
She's trying to make things work.
She's trying her best to keep it altogether.
She's trying to stop her tears from falling.
To prevent her heart from breaking.
To keep her calm and composure.
To keep her wrath inside her.
You didn't know that.
You didn't know that she has her sleepness nights.
You had cried a river.
She is losing herself.
You don't have a clue.
You do not have an idea about her rage.
About her fears and insecurities.
About her doubts on you and all the people around her.
You didn't know that she's tired already.
With all your lies and pretentions.
With all your sweet words yet ugly intentions.
You didn't know that.
Because she's trying her best to hide it all.
To put a facade of happiness.
To show that everything's okay even if it isn't.
You didn't know that she's slowly dying inside.
Because all you can see is the happy version of her.
You wonder if she stays silent for few minutes.
As if she isn't her.
You didn't know her .
At all.