I look at her from a distance
with tears in my eyes.
She laughs, dances in the crowd
With her perfectly rehearsed smile stuck on her face,
Wrapped around her like tape.
It's suffocating her,
And I know it......
"Do you know her?"
"I used to......"
YOU ARE READING
Small Voices
Historia CortaWhile I sit alone, the voices whisper in my head. I close my eyes to hear them say."write us.... don't let us die when you're dead....."
