That Smile Didn't Reach her Eyes

Frizzy brown hair

and black striped vests.

knee high socks

and smiles to share.

 

She lends her jacket

and shares her lunch.

She cheers you up and

but her eyes lack it.

 

Nobody knows that

she is burning inside.

Her feelings are black

and she cries to her cat.

 

She won't leave her room

and draws her problems away.

She still is hollow, though,

and plans on going soon.

 

She leaves a letter,

stained with tears.

Scratched in haste,

and sealed with fire.

 

They clean up her room,

full of happy things,

full of lies.

Her room is bare soon.

 

Nobody knows why she left.

Nobody understands.

She was so happy,

she never wept.

 

Not in public,

anyway.

She always had that smile that

didn't reach her eyes.

Reviews

[Apatheia]

I enjoyed this a lot. I think it's something everyone can relate to at one point in their life. Good job and keep up the great work. :)

[Daliah Valley]

Thank you many, ma'am!