Just look at her eyes,
You can never see it all,
She's a master of disguise,
Her smile always painted,
This nobody knows,
A roadmap to places,
Is hidden under her clothes,
From the scars of her past,
Even when you look again,
You think she's happy,
Of anger and pain,
Her scars tell a story,
Of letting them win,
For years and years,
From her eyes to her chin,
You can follow the tracks,
Where nobody goes,
She cries in dark corners,
The tears fall of her nose,
The teardrops run down.
A/n: I found a poem on Google that inspired me. Hope y'all are doing ok.😊💕
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