and smile
serenely - knowingly.
I once wished I could stay, but now I only want to move. Skirt swishes, hair whispers across eyes, I smile because you cannot see me. I duck behind taller bodies but I am not hiding.
I feel no shame from passing beats.
Oh, but I still know it
head still sideways - your lies disgust me -
Let's go - it's our song!
I look but will no longer watch.
1 comment:
Diana my friend, very thought provoking. I'm no psychologist, but i want to say the muse for that piece was a personal one-if i'm wrong, sorry bout that. i hope everything is doing well, that piece certainly was. anyway, back to studying, but keep up the good work!
~Josh S.
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