You thought her life was perfect
But you didn't see the pain
You didn't see her trudging through the mud
And through the rain
You didn't feel the cobwebs
Formed from isolation
You didn't didn't hear her screams of panic
And desolation
All you saw were happy pictures
Painting endless scenes of serenity
As if parties, laughter, and food shots are
Some sort of remedy
And so you soaked it all in
Without ever considering
That you have never posted a photo
Of your ugly sobbing
You only show the world
The part that makes you look happy
If they tell you "you're life is perfect"
You know they're just wacky
Pray for her, and pray for you
Pray for all of us, to find what is true
When hands go up, they push away burdens
So ask of Him to ease what's hurting
For all