Sunday, January 25, 2009

The Real Me

I keep watching
He keeps passing
every day
Everlasting
Never ending
Always casting
Another glance
he never sees
He keeps on looking
right through me.

I always try
to hide the smile
That's always there
when he walks by
It never fails
to flit across
A shadow of
A love that's lost

The pain inside
He doesn't see
He doesn't know
The real me

Can it be
He doesn't see
the real me
Caus' Im not there?
I'm just pretend
He doesn't care
For childlike games
or insecure
little girls
who cannot breath
just because
he smiled at me

I cannot breath.
He smiled at me.
I must be real.
I cannot feel
anything
except my heart
racing,
Beating,
Pounding,
Ripping,
through my chest
About to break
Apart.

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