Behind Closed Doors Poem by Erin B. H.

Three Months Ago Everything Was Normal
The Streams Flowed
The Flowers Bloomed
And Everyone Lingered Two and Fro
From The Outside Everything Was Normal, But yet
Nobody Knows What Happens Behind Closed Doors
Nobody Knows Anything
What Happens Behind Those Closed Doors Become Mute
By Now The Flowers Have Died
The Streams Barley Flow
And Everything Has Changed Since Then

It Sunk In As Slow As Winter Snow
Then Tears Drifted To My Eyes
Down My Cheeks Three Months Ago
Nobody Must Know Why These Tears Flow
I Must Put On A Smile As A Disguise
Put It To The Back, And Don't Let It Show
If Its At The Front My Face Will Grow Too Pale
And It will Show, That Everything I Planned Failed.