Monday, June 1, 2015

No One Knows


It's a secret
No one knows
Things buried deep within
Hiding behind the curtain
Appearing only in the dark

No one knows
That behind her brilliant smile
Hides a thousand tears
And a deep well of sadness

No one knows
That behind her sweet words
Is a girl desperate for love
Longing to be understood

No one knows
That under her good girl persona
Lies a burning desire to break the rules
A taste for adventure

No one knows
That when she stands in a throng of friends
She feels utterly alone
Invisible, unnoticed, overlooked

No one knows
That in the privacy of her room
She makes love to the pillow
Dreaming of romance

No one sees
The way she bites back her tears
Feeling invisible and alone
Crazy and confused


No one knows 
How she wakes
With an ache in her chest
And a sadness in her heart

No one sees
The pinch marks on her arm
Where she tried to escape the ache
Wanting to feel again


No one knows 
How her mind races
Swirling with so many thoughts
So many emotions

No one knows 
How she strokes her cheek
Longing to be touched
To be loved


No one knows
That when she hides in the corner
She wants to be noticed
To be seen

No one knows
Who she really is

No one sees
The words in her journal
Beautiful, broken words
From a beautiful, broken heart

No one sees
The tears she sheds in the car
As her favorite song comes on
Showing her someone cares

No one knows
When she writes loving notes
The very blood from her heart the ink
Trying to make a difference

No one knows
How she dances in the woods
Hands up, feet twirling
Unafraid and unashamed, just for a moment

No one knows
How she cries for her friends
Their pain her own
Cutting deeply, leaving scars

No one knows
How her brightest smiles
Always come with a great ache
And she embraces both

No one knows 
How she treasure every smile, every hug
Every little note or word
Laying them in her heart, a love mosaic

No one knows
How she remembers
How she dreams
How she listens
How she loves

But

If she lets you see
Even for a moment
A tiny scrap of her soul

If she lets you see her dance
If she lets you read her words
If she lets you see her cry

Then know you are special
Because for her
Letting people in
Is the most valuable
Most dearly paid gift
She can ever give

Believe me
She knows

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