This is for a fanfic  one-shot of Hinata that will be made public soon (hopefully).

There a silent cry
The weepings getting near
Do you know the girl with a black dress?
Did you know she always wore a mask?
Do you even hear when she crys herself to sleep at night?
Did you know that the smile she always wore is a fake?
That she's a broken girl inside, all those years?
You say that you know her so well.
That your her best pals.
That in your family you know every little thing about the each other.
Did you ever thought she could cry or hate?
Do you know she always thought of picking up that knife to just end all of the madness?
Where you ever the shoulder she cried on ?
Now you're losing her.
Because you where all to blind to see the broken girl behide the mask.
Now it's breaking your trying to help her but it's too late.
The shy sweet girl you knew is gone.
She is broken inside.