The way it is

by Tia Sherman   Feb 28, 2007


A face that begone to smile
turned back into a frown
her eyes alway looking down
so quiet with no sound
thinking of things to say
so her feelings go away
but in the end of the
still you see a broken face nothing on it
but sorrow and no will for tomorrow
and a pain deep down inside
for the feelings that she hide
are now out in the open
but her voice is still unspoken

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