Reflection

I see a lonely girl,
she is smiling,
to all she looks happy,
but to me she looks sad,
for i can see past the smile,
to the broken heart within.

she laughs out loud,
but cries inside,
her smile never fails,
but within she dies.

in front of others,
she hides,
as one described,
in her cloak of beauty
she stands straight,
and seems alright,
the belle of the ball,
never looses a fight.

in her lonely hell however,
her beautiful face is adorned with tears,
her eyes tell a tale filled with pain,
her body trembles,
and her heart breaks,
her smile disappears and is replaced with a deep sorrow never seen before.

when she faces the world,
she does not brake,
no one sees past her laugh,
no one sees her hidden lies.

but alone she has no weapon,
no reason to hide her fears,
she lets it all go,
she lets it all out,
she lets her heart bleed,
and lets herself drown.

i look at this beautiful, lost girl,
whose hope has been shattered and thrown away,
whose feelings have been played with,
whose heart has been torn,
and i understand her fears and pains.

no one shall ever see past her smile,
within her beauty she hides her lies,
she says I'm fine again and again,
and everyone is fooled by her clever game.

everyone that is but the girl and me,
for we are both one in all means,
i am looking in a lake of sorrow,
at me stares back my reflection,
no one knows our fears,
just ourselves,
and as i realize that she is but my reflection,
i walk away.

i walk away knowing that one day it shall get better,
i walk away with the first glimmers of hope coming through,
and i walk away knowing if i give up,
i will end up in that pool of sorrow,
from which no joy come,
no one drinks from,
and all stay away from.

i walk away knowing that the fight has not been lost.