She tries, God knows, she tries so much But every reach feels out of touch They call her distant, closed, untrue Blind to the quiet things she'll do She wonders if she’s broken deep Then wears a smile she doesn't keep She cares, but caring’s not enough When hearts around her just stay rough Alone she stands, her thoughts a maze Trapped in her own uncertain haze I'm human too, she whispers low But winds just take her words and go Her effort’s lost in silent air As if she’s never truly there Still she breathes and softly fights A fading soul beneath the light Soulink © 2025 Soulink. All rights reserved.