Do you see that?
The Blue eyes that shine so bright
The blue eyes that change within her mood?
When she sits and thinks
she's scared
No one knows what she's thinking
No one know why she thinks the way she does
If you were to understand
Understand each movement and each
within her blinking eye
Being scared is what she fears most
Being the weakest of those who look down upon her
As each of her moods change
She worries herself with hurt
and pain
She isn't as happy as those who think
She isn't open with the world as she should
She hides in her corner beneath the dark black light
Hoping, Hoping each dream with fade.
YOU ARE READING
A Midst of Sadness
PoetryThis is a compilation of my poems I've written over the years.
