The Girl with the Sad Eyes

So much on her mind, but not a sound she makes.
Not a whisper, nor a smile.

What is it? they wonder,
to cause the pain concealed beneath her eyes?

Little do they know that they are the source of
The agony,
The decay,
The cry beyond her hurting gaze.

The things they say behind her back
When they don't think she is listening.

The crimes they commit against their own dignity,
That cause her to break down and cry.

The more they say,
The less she cares
About her own life.

Little do they know,
That they killed
The girl with the sad eyes.