...My Story... Poem by Deyanira Yari Rodriguez

Theres a smile on her face,
because she hides it everyday,
no one ever would've thought,
she had a story to say,
ever since she was young,
she learned to keep her own secrets,
she trusts no one at all,
she knows they'll never keep it,
most times she's overwhelmed,
she feels like she's gonna drown,
and it makes her so sad,
she feels like she's hell bound,
make the best of what you've got,
they say that's the only way,
if she thinks up good things,
her fears will go away,
and then she learns the truth,
her fears while still ablaze,
to deal with everything is hard,
her life is like a maze,
when it stands next to water,
they say blood is always thicker,
but then when she needs help,
her blood is full of liquor,
still she walks the world,
the smile plastered on her face,
like a beatiful drawing,
that's painted on a vase,
she's tucked away old fantasies,
knowing they'll grow mold,
she has buried them deep,
just so they won't get cold,
she has accepted her life,
although its full of sorrow,
she'll put her fears on lock,
and my smile is what she'll borrow,
that is until,
she has closed her doors,
there,
I've told my story,
now let's hear yours, ...