she want`s to know!?

She says it’s okay, her lips form the line, A shield of composure, a practiced design. But deep in her heart, questions reside, Why did they hurt? Why let her slide? The silence they gave, an ache it became, A whisper of doubt, a flicker of blame. Did they not see her, or choose not to care? Was she too much, or simply thin air? Her "okay" is a bridge, a trembling span, Over the void where her questions began. She holds herself steady, won’t let it show, But deep down, she just wants to know