About Me Poem by Tahnee Somebody

By Paul Deakin

If your smile was painted on
A face that knew no joy
Would I see your sadness
Could I guess this ploy
Or should I just touch up the paint
Make sure it doesn’t peel
Pretend how you pretend
And hide even how I feel
But with a face painted brightly
With happiness born of lies
Cannot mask the sorrow
In your pleading eyes
Those eyes stare out in anger
In helplessness so cold
Eyes that are ever more so
The windows to your soul
Within your painted armour
No sunshine touches skin
You make your journey harder
When you let nobody in
These are some who try to help you
Whose motives are not pure
And those who weep for you
Still you lock the door
If I could be behind your eyes
What would I see of me
A trusted friend who til the end
Can never set you free
That is who I am you know
Spectator just a friend
Watching helplessly and hopefully
Hurt that will not mend