The girl with a broken smile,
She was always under that pile,
Always surrounded with lots of vile,
Still, she wears that facade- a smile.
I’m so tired of her,
She has this awful manner,
She’s an over thinker,
Still, I’m molding things up for her.
I need to get her out this place,
This is a tiring race,
Thoughts long just like a lace,
She needs to leave and migrate.
They can’t hear her tears,
No matter how they are near,
She’s a great pretender, dear,
They might don’t get her, she fears.
I see those bags under her eyes,
That’s the sign that she’s tired,
And so she became like an ice,
But I know, soon enough she’ll die.
She’s so broke,
She’d burst in just a poke,
They treat her like a joke,
She needs to leave, she needs to go.
I look at her again,
Thoughts falling on her mind like a rain,
I know she thinks, “I fail,”
But I told her just fight, please stay.
Her eyes are like a black hole,
People can’t see what’s behind those,
Her eyes do the heartless role,
She feels so blank and it’s what it shows.
I touched her,
I stare at her,
She stares back,
She touched me back.
She feels so cold,
Like a gun with lots of load,
One last poke,
She’ll shot them dose.
Under my touch, she smiles,
No matter how broke, she fights,
She’s trying to look at the side of bright,
Because she thinks it’s what right.
And so, she tie up her hair,
Wear her make up to hide the pain.
Stand up tall, tall and straight,
With one last smile, she fades.
One more thing before you go,
You’re a strong woman, you know,
So close that door and leave this room,
I nod and left the room with lots of mirror.