She was strong enough to walk away as he held shards of her shattered heart in his hands…
Her large hazel green tinted eyes that once shone with light give away her darkest inner turmoil…
yet she tells them nothing…
The painted smile is their only focus not wanting to know how one person could have so much pain encompassed inside them… Like a broken guitar string torn lose from what makes her sing… what makes her live…
Just barely alive she’s trapped… among the masses… trapped inside a hell she can not escape…
She doesn’t need you to know her…she doesn’t want to admit to you how much she craves your presence to keep her going…
Dancing round and round …over and over…keeping her body moving as not to think…just to be… Lost and hiding…she once existed…
