While Sitting in the corner She was Crying, Nobody listened her voice Because her soul was dying.
However, She was hurt She wanted to live up, But all the circumstances she was facing broke her And mentally she was ready to give up.
She took a deep breath Took a paper and pen, After writing some feelings on that She was looking at the fan.
More than ink of pen Her tears were expressing her pain, The page wasn't filled with words But with the emotions expressing by her tears Again and again.
While wondering about her people She cried, Asking God why it happened to her Say it once that this situation doesn't exist And It's all lie.
With making herself strong She took a knife Her hands were shivering Perhaps, they didn't want to end the life
She was compelled Her soul Wanted to scream, She felt herself unable To complete anything not even her dream.
She wasn't broken by others, It is unbelievable that It was her own people who brought her life to death.
Suddenly the phone rings. While sobbing, she answered it. A voice came from other side "Are you alright? I know what you must be thinking, Do not worry. Those words of concerned handled her so easily. All those stressful Fights, kills her mentally every night.
That Person was continuously encouraging her. "It is never lasting pain of your life you never have to give up, Make it your opportunity And live yourself up.
She thinks about the call which she gets every night.. No one sees her eyes full of tear, Whereas, the person on other side of the call feels her silence and gives her strength to bear.