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what could have been

a pretty face and dreamy eyes 

her beautiful smile is a disguise 

to all the things that lie

beneath

the things that you'll never know 

the things that she'll never show

the things that won't let her grow

it might rain but it'll never snow 

the pain that she hides so well 

the truth that she'll never tell

all the anger but she'll never yell

she's a prisoner, her mind's the cell

she's smart and pretty, she's perfect

why look for perfection when you're it 

calm and intelligent you're pure wit 

your smile's a knockout, a sure hit 

Reviews

[Angel]

This is great. But may I ask whose the she? Just how you worded this seems like she means a great deal to you.