The crushing pain of being accused,
The debilitating persecution in their eyes.
We are arbitrated by what they see.
Is there other means to go through this?
Give her time to heal because she will,
Give her time to forget,
That I doubt.
Love her and bring her confidence back,
Make her smile and it will be painted on her face again.
Don’t let her shed a tear ever again,
But I doubt.
Let her deal on her own,
Give her the benefit of the doubt.