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See Through Eyes


It's her eyes

Those so called windows into the soul 
That only let you glimpse 
Those real emotions
That are tearing her up in side
Cause her smile shows that nothing is wrong
She can even laugh the way she should
But it's all a facade
Put up to hide the real pain inside
Pain she knows should exist
And one she she wish never did 
She can't suffer the pity in their eyes
If they found out the truth
They'll assume something is wrong with her
They'll lock her up 
Force feed pills down her throat
And make her talk about her feelings
To someone who could never understand
 
No.
She couldn't handle that
So instead she built a wall
Surrounding her real feelings
And painted a beautiful image
For everyone else to see
So she can hide the bits of her 
That are shattered ruins
 
But she couldn't get the eyes right
For they can still show the truth
But only to those 
Who will actually look
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