Will He Still Be There?;

When she looks in the mirror

And looks at her disguise

It trembles with pain

Whenever she cries

She's just a dark country

Whenever she pains

Her aches are the nimbus

Her tears are the rains.

She once wished for shelter

A friend that consoled.

Now she just wants someone

Who saw her as a whole.

God watched through her window

He wonders today.

Why that girl was hurting.

Why she had to pay.

Will He still be watching

And will he still care?

When she's in front of her mirror

Will he still be there?