What if she told you that everything about her <br />Is filled with half truths and lies? <br />What if all that she said, were full of scorn <br />And hate and guile? <br /> <br />Darling, watch that black crow <br />Everything about her has been all a show <br /> <br />She’s been living in a disguise <br />And lately it’s been so enjoying <br />But what is freedom in its purest form <br />When the possessor is hiding <br /> <br />She dances in her own music <br />The words roll out of her tongue <br />The orchestra will never stop playing <br />Breathing a symphony for her every wrong <br /> <br />It’s her addiction, compulsion, and her fatal mistake <br />Her eyes can see more than she’s showing <br />And her mind knows more than her telling <br />But she’ll never bleed <br /> <br />Once she falls, you’ll never know <br />She’ll keep it her dirty little secret <br />She’ll maintain the show <br /> <br />Go on, save her, she’s breaking.<br /><br />Verona Valentine<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/save-her/
