A gentle hug,
A soft embrace,
Another day,
I just can't face.
A single tear,
That falls alone,
Another day,
I have to face all on my own.

A hand that touched, 
A tear streaked face.
A quiet moment,
Spent in disgrace.
A heart that beats,
Of pain and loss,
A child who'll never know a life,
Of shine and gloss.

Why are we always the lonely ones,
Who're crying alone in the dark?
And when will someone hold us to the light,
And free us from eternal night?

A few simply words,
That no one said.
Another child who
Won't be tucked tight in her bed.
'Cause no one told, 
Her what was true.
And no one said a simple, little
"I love you."