Who is She?

She sits at home and dwells in her pain.
She cries at night pushing away from sane,
an outcast alone without a name.

Daydreaming watching the clouds float by.
She's so sad unhappy she can't deny.
She wishes she could fly so very high.

The life she lives is just a big blur.
She wants someone to listen to her.

The rain that falls imitates her tears.
The lock on her door keeps her safe from fears.
The piercing sound of screams grow as the end nears.

Noone ever took the time to understand her.
Now shes not breathing shes gone forever.