Blue and grey

She.

She.
She wore her smile
The same way
Pain dances in a paradise
But she was always the one
Who hid herself behind a smile
She was that type of a girl
Who caged herself,
Her own mind being the lock
She was a eccedentesiast,
One who always hid something unbearable
Behind that pretty smile
Who hid something very shattering
Behind those bright yet sad eyes
Music was her latibule
A small secure place of her own
She was that one girl,
Who gave importance to everything
But herself. For whom everyone matters
But her.

I want someone to tel her that
Her emotions are not meant to be locked up
Her sadness isn't meant to be ignored
Her mind is a darkest place, where she suffers
I want to tell her that
Somewhere, someone will come to you
Oh darling never lose your hope
That someone has to be you
Because you know you
More that anyone know you