Bitter

No one will ever notice that i am gone or that i am alone or that i have cried and not a tear is dry there to consumed in there frowns to tell that there upside down
one is tired one is crying one is rich one is poor two sides of the economy core tears flow on both sides though no one seems to notice the child that is running away with tears to follow to this day killed her soul killed her heart but she was bitter from the start, but your to wrapped in the bitterness of your smoldering so as the hollering gets louder all that happens is that the girl turns to chowder!