The Ghosts of my past.

October 23rd, 2008-Bright Blue Eyes

I wonder what is hidden;

Behind those bright blue eyes.

I wish I could see the secrets.

And all the hidden lies.

She swears her heart is broken;

She tries to hide the pain..

She fakes a smile every day.

She says she’s dancing in the rain.

He’ll never know how much it hurts.

She sits and mopes around.

She claims that she is trying,

To lift herself off the ground.

But we all know she’s lying.

Why? We’ll never know.

About her secrets behind her eyes.

Or how far she’ll go.

She swears there’s no blade;

Cutting into her life.

But we all see the slits.

We’re looking for the knife.

She tries avoiding attention;

But everyone stops to stare.

And the million pairs of eyes;

Seem to follow her everywhere.