As i see that girl,
i wonder what troubles her so,
her head hangs low,
fear is evident in her eyes,
the pain showing through her smile.
i can see such sorrow and regret,
i can tell that its about a boy,
i can tell even through that smile,
she cared about him,
and he broke her heart.
it isn't all sorrow in her beautiful face,
there is also joy and hope,
and most of all the fight has not yet left her,
she isn't one to forget easily but she can see something,
the end of him.
in her eyes it is evident that she will soon forget him,
and even tho she has cannot care for another so soon,
she knows that soon she shall be able to feel for another,
she knows that the
one will soon be forgotten.
on her face is such sorrow and yet joy,
on her face is the pain of the past,
the pressure of the present,
and the hope she has for her futur,
all mixed in one.
however she is clever,
for no-one will see past her smile,
no one will hear the pain in her voice,
no one will see the sorrow in her eyes,
no one but me.
for you see as i look at this girl,
i come back to reality and realise,
that this girl is no stranger,
and her problems are not new to me,
for you see as i look into the mirror,
i realsie that, that girl is me.
