She yearns to ask, to plea, to scream,
'Why do you hurt me, what have I done?'
But fear grips her heart, a silent refrain,
For in this world, kindness is but a rare grain.

She craves a genuine answer, pure and true,
But dare not speak, lest the world turn anew.
Is it too much to ask, for honesty's sake,
To understand why her heart must forever ache?"