Her World

Shes not like other girls, although she tried to be too old for her age, too young for her misery The mirror showed a face of a girl who didnt care and that was all the world could see...exactly what was there And not the person underneath, the one who mattered more but the longer it went unnoticed, the easier it got to ignore. She always carried wisdom for whatever lessons life should bring She wanted more from life, though it seemed she had everything She was beautiful but beauty only goes so far What goods a pretty face if thats all you are She kept her secrets silent ... the world wouldnt understand why she couldn't face her life without a bottle in her hand Misery is silent- it traps you from yourself while trying to find who you are you become somebody else So she conformed to be like the rest or so thats how it seemed it's easy to fake your own happiness when nobody knows what it means for a persons truth is seldom the way it may appear cause if you looked a little closer you'd see she wasn't here