No Beginning, No End

She doesn't answer,
When the phone again rings.
She doesn't smile,
When the early bird sings.

She hides from herself,
As well as from others.
She ignores people's calls,
One after another.

She lives in her dreamland,
Made up of lies.
She escapes from reality,
With artificial light.

She doesn't exist,
On the outside or in.
She was invisible,
Never to begin.

Rachelle Wong
© 2006