Truly Cursed
We always think of life
As a precious gift
To be cherished and shared
Not thrown into the abys
But life can be cruel
Beyond what a human believes
It can torture you to no end
Beyond what another sees
We think life is unfair
Like the girl with the happy smile
Who always gives gave it her all
Always lying all the while
She never hurt a soul
Or muttered a complaint
we thought she was happy
we thought her a saint
No one knew her secret thoughts
The doubts she carried inside her head
Her fears, and hurts, Cuts and scraps
We thought of her happy smile instead
It never crossed our minds
That she would ever lie
That she could hide from us
the saddness in her eyes
We never stopped to think
how she got to such a phase
about how we must have hurt her
in so many uncountable ways
She lied so we couldn't see
The pain she felt inside
There was no one around
no one for her to confide
We took her for granted
Not realising our fatal mistake
We tried to save her soul - pure hearted
Although it was a little to late
She went with fatal quickness
The lie still on her face
That warm and gentile smile
was firmly set in place
 Sharonxdx · Wed Feb 02, 2005 @ 10:06pm · 0 Comments |
