Unnoticed

Didn't’t you notice the red mascara? The bleeding heart disguised as a waterfall of emotions? No one there to hear her whimpered commotions Her wrists cry out in pure despair Another moon felt urge done in dare I guess her alleged notions give off her alibi of pure sanity The first moments she looks in the mirror are her last moments of sheer vanity Her hopes are as high as your intoxication of betrayal The silent whispers dreadfully remind her of a life once failed Midnight strikes and she weeps herself to sleep Suddenly awoken by your thundering heartbeat The lies embedded in your frightened eyes Slowly tore apart her paper heart