INVISIBLE

been standing in front of mirror.
been staring at her reflection.
been doing anything to make perfection.
been thinking pretty enough to go.

smiling for the last time.
red lips, thick lashes, dark brows.
her perfume always in purse.
she's ready to had the time of her life.

she walks by the glass door.
she's frowning cause it betrays her.
been thinking that she's beautiful enough.
but the glass door says otherwise.

she's feeling tears are welling up.
how could anyone fall for her look?
she's trying hard to be beautiful.
but still nobody glance at her.

then she sits in the corner of the room.
she ignores everyone and everything.
iphone in her hand to keep company.
being invisible and pretend never existed.

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AWAY

 

seven years has passed.
think I'm getting better.
guess I'm wrong.
still fragile and vulnerable.

it's too much to take.
I become hardly to breathe.
when will it over?
I wanna go away.

hurt is such an understatment.
it's no more wound.
already numb.
couldn't feel anything more.

sometimes I want to give up.
but God haven't let me yet.
just not this time, one day.
sometimes I'm afraid of going away.

I'm not afraid,
of what I'll leave behind.
I'm just afraid,
what am I going to say to God for giving up.

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STILL THE SAME

I have written all of my feelings.
and there's no left to write.
cause I'm feeling the same.
Guess then I'll just write the same.

I don't know exactly what it is.
pain that I shouldn't have felt.
but I feel it over and over.
wish I could tell you how I feel.

I mask it so you can't see.
I hide it so you won't notice.
but, do you ever see the pain shines through my eyes?
oh, never! cause I won't let you.

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LIMP

Pain all over body.
Faking a smile to hide it.
So sting I hardly get up.
Hard grip on knees to help me up.

Limp walking like zombies.
Try to hold back the pain.
Dot sweats covered the temple.
Feet are rigid, flinched at every step.

He asked me "you're okay?"
I waved him off, keep walking.
Feels like bones are clacking.
Laying down is all I wanted.

I arched my back.
Pain strives down my spine.
Groans keep coming from my mouth.
Where's my medicine?

I'm on my hands and knees.
Struggling to stand up.
Legs are shaking, hands are trembling.
Do I even have medicine?

I fall back laying flat.
Adjusting my spine.
I feel so heavy.
He asked me again "you're okay?"

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