passing the nights
with tears on her eyes.
No one knows
what she is going through,
how much her life has screwed.
She wakes up each morning
turning the gears for a new journey
puts on her beautiful dress
covers her dark circled eyes revealing her stress
None of them has ever asked her
how much she has to suffer,
she has rightly fooled every one
with her concealer, mascara, foundation and the makeover
Oh! she is so perfect on covering up!
No, she is not.
They hadn't properly looked at her.
Otherwise, for sure,
they would have seen
her flickering eyeballs
had already stopped dancing.
The smile she paints on her face
is filled with numbness
They gaze
but annihilate
her gossamer heart
that has already cracked
And she never says
how painfully she pretends
hiding her pain
she knows showing it
has no benefit
her pain would better heal unseen.
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