by Holly May 30, 2006
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
That girls a walking tragedy, but shes such a sight to see, shes polished to perfection, yet doesn't see it in her own reflection, no one looks in her eyes, to see its one big disguise, yet shes screaming inside, cuz' she doesn't want to hide, she plays pretty dumb and tragic, but no one knows its habit, ya shes smiling, but don't you see those eyes say "look at me!!", there glowing with tears, as they have been for years, its part of her beauty....her fears |