But You Don't See Me

Silent smile Adorn's her face
Blinded are others who see no trace
You sit there doing what you will
Yet, here she remains still
As you seem to skip over her
Laugh and smile at those who SWOON all over you daily

Like was said she is just here
An ornament on the wall of your life
Put away when tired maybe?

She weeps so deep inside
Building up to explode
Wits end of daily life
With no one there to hold
No one to be held by
She IS alone

Who holds her up, as she cries herself to sleep in the rain?
Who holds her up, as she is bestowed by more pain?
Who wipes away the tears spilled even when you are away

Dance on her grave
Sing on her corpse
Break her reflection more

©'07 J.P.