Self Portrait

The tear drops run down,

And fall off her nose,

She cries in dark corners, that nobody knows.

You can follow the tracks,

From her eyes to her chin

Years upon years

Of letting them win.

Her eyes tells a story

Of anger and pain,

You think she is happy

But just look again.

And the scars of her past

Hidden under her clothes,

Are roadways to places,

That nobody knows.

Her smile is now painted,

She is a master of disguise,

And you can see it all,

Just look into her eyes.

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