Things I Never Said

Broken Dishes

See that girl?

She looks at me;

smile so bright,

eyes so empty.

I wave at her, she waves back

smile still intact.

I look into her eyes

and see her lies.

Her thoughts are vile;

she hides behind that smile.

As she realizes what I realize

slowly tears fill her eyes.

Through all this time

her sorrow felt like mine

and as her tears fall like rain

I'm the only one to see her pain.

Though around her people by the dozens

brothers, sisters, uncles, cousins;

but I do see

because that girl is me.