Wail

Feb 04, 2009 16:30

So hidden

behind thick paste and silvery tinsel

A face not to be forgotten

A voice heard by all, shrill and forced

A forgery of life, she makes

A cry for all, a sympathy

"Look at me, look at me!" she cries, "All for me!"

A care for no one

A layer of blubber insulating a weak black heart

A shadow of evil. hate and deception

A fake smile meets suspecting eyes

So hidden

From everyone but us.

We see it, I see it.

Why can't you see it?

By Alanna circa 2004
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