Pretty Little Thing Poem by Dani Miller

Its a pretty little thing...
Laying there so perfect...
A shine of beauty to ones eye.

My life can seem so perfect.
On the outside when looking in.
But if you are on the inside looking out,
You see what I see...
And you feel what I feel...
Or know that the confusion I experience,
Is alot more complicated that yours.

You would be able to feel so happy,
Something that you never knew existed.
And five seconds later you could
Feel the most unbearable pain.
And then you would wonder how
You could switch from one to the other.
And then you would get confused.

Its a pretty little thing...
Laying there so perfect...
A shine of beauty to ones eye.

See Im a little different from everyone.
Some people hide what they're feeling,
For one and only reason.
So people will think they are happy.
But very rarely, people hide their feelings,
Because they are worried about everyone
That is around them.

And they cant let anyone know
That they are going through...
Because everyone has enough problems.
No need to worry them with
Your petty little things.
You think 'Its not really lying...'
Unless someone asks you...
But then you say that Your fine...
Which isnt good....but isnt bad...
Another way around a lie.

Its a pretty little thing...
Laying there so perfect...
A shine of beauty to ones eye.

Yea they wish they could do it...
But they dont want to start something
That they can't stop.
They dont want to start complaining,
And then keep going.
And soon think that the only thing
That understands them is a knife.

Its a pretty little thing...
Laying there so perfect...
A shine of beauty to ones eye.

Yes...
Its a pretty little blade...

Written January 24th,2007