Frame Me

I, like a defenseless photograph

Wanting to tell you all about me

All I can provide is an image

Constant routines, same face expressions

Hidden behind my expectations

Even then there’s something you can’t see

Invisible to the human eye

Don’t know whether I like it or not

Not enough information given

to reveal your curiosity

 My swelling rage could take over me

But then it would give it all away

The mystery of the silent girl

All exposed for the world to judge it