Deep Down.. - Poem by Shannon Nicole
She could walk this earth with empty eyes,
But once someone makes her laugh,
She can't hide the fact that she loves to smile.
She could look away in an argument,
But deep down she's screaming back,
She just doesn't want to speak.
She could tell a lie and no one would notice it,
But she will always hate herself for it,
She'd rather stay away than hurt anymore.
She could keep a smile on her face,
But she couldn't get it to reach her eyes,
She lost all she had because she wasn't looking to the positives.
She could look around and notice all the pain,
But she wouldn't say a word to stop it,
She would write and write until it was found.
She could hold onto someone,
But wouldn't really be there,
She'd be lost within her thoughts.
She could think that there's no way out of the world,
But she really knows there's something so much more than what she sees,
She could be who she wants to be.
She could look for a perfect, little world,
But she'd get lost within the first ten seconds,
She hasn't figured that there's only where she's at.
She should notice what's happened,
But she doesn't want to admit what she sees,
She just wants to let go, forgive and forget.
She could hide behind masks,
But there's few people that can tear it away from her face,
She's honestly glad that she has them.
She could dress as a depressed poet,
But really she's fine,
She could be just fading because she doesn't want to see into the future.
She could play along and pretend,
But she wouldn't feel like herself,
She'd be the one she created and who she never wanted to become.
She could just walk away and leave it all behind her,
But she has people to live for now-a-days,
She can't just disappear.
She could stay and smile,
But there's a difference in this girl,
She doesn't want to be seen,
She wants to be heard.
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