… Again

Here she stands, at the beginning again, no one wants to defend. She can’t reach the end.

Here she stands, hearts are broken again, impossible to mend, she can’t call her friends.

All alone, backs turned to her, they whisper as she walks by.

All alone, no one to sit and listen, they don’t believe she really wanted to try.

Here she stands, at the beginning again, she can’t pretend.

She doesn’t fit the trend.

Here she stands at the beginning again, all alone again

she can’t reach the end.