The World in Her Eyes

She smiles glass shards, spilling from her tongue

I do not smile back, blood spilling from my mouth

Neither of us swallows back our grievances

We have the same face or so everyone says

But she is more beautiful, her face a portrait

My face morphs into a monster, no one screams

She says I am beautiful if only I could see it

I rip out my eyes and hand them to her

I smile, but she does not smile back

Instead she swallows all of our shortcomings