HURT

HURT

She's in pieces,
Her heart is bruised,
Her soul is destroyed,
But she smiles,
Because she wants to see beauty even in the smallest things.

Even with tears in her eyes, she still say's she's fine,
She conceals her bruises and eye bags so well,
Her skin is so pale but she still look beautiful,
Underneath her garments are bandages,
She's used to this life.

And yes! She won't deny that sometimes she's a coward,
Making herself believe that just like others, other teens, other people, she can also do things as she please even when she knew she can't,
But her confidence and smile outshines her sorrow,
She never breaksdown,doesn't cry,exhausted,
She's been living this life since forever.

Suddenly, she became too good at hiding things,
She's not a product of circumstances and refuses to be one,
No one can save her not even her own shadow,
So she became her own saviour,
YES,SHE'S ME..
SHE'S PRESENTING THIS NOW..
SHE'S JESSICA..