Lifes unforgiving,
Loves unrelenting,
And heartbreak is in every direction you turn
These seconds seem like hours,
As she sits waiting or should I say hoping to die?
Every insecurity written on her forehead,
Or so the world makes it seem
Hidden truths she tried to disguise
Are now contributions to her demise
Doesn't know which to hate more,
So she divides her hostility equally,
But inflicts pain only on herself
Layers could be her nickname
The ones shielding her heart
The ones covering the brutal scar from the first incision??
Her scars are hidden
Only by lies
But her secret is kept
As well as her true self
