"Painted Faces"
That is what he called her
That is what he saw
And Honestly
It was true
To the world
She was happy, free spirited
Mind of her own
Passion for life
But most days..
She just want to crawl into a dark place
And stay there
Hide from the pain
The tears
Brokenness
Heartache
Hide from it all
"Painted Faces"
A beautiful canvas for the world to see
But a Broken Woman Alone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
but... why is she ''broken''.. May I ask?