Inside those eyes.

Pain, tears, loss, envy- fill her eyes.
Pain kills.
Tears descent.
Loss wrings her heart.
Envy makes her loose control.

Her eyes explain everything about her,
her past,
her hate,
her pain,
her memories,
her mother,
her father,
her brother who passed on,
her sister who jumped,
every little detail about that beautiful young girl are inside those brilliant blue eyes.

Her friends try to understand her, she smiles, she laughs, she dances, she prances, but those eyes- they're dead, they don't belong with this alive girl, but the sad undeniable truth is that the girl actually doesn't belong with the eyes, the eyes don't lie and those brilliant blue eyes are dead, along with her soul.

So baby girl- stop being an actress. After all- inside those eyes, stories, memories, scars, pain, the past your family lie inside of them. Inside those eyes holds every little detail about you, don't deny it- for you know that you have no proof.