I didn't know who that girl was,
Masking her own pain with a beautiful charade,
Lighting up with smile as bright as the sun,
But drowning in tears when the night falls,
I didn't know who that girl was,
Standing with the others like she belongs,
Radiating sorrow in all steps she took,
Feigning a strength she never had,
I didn't know who that girl was,
For she is just a fragment of a lifetime pretence,
Turn to dust whenever the wind blows,
Forgotten with time when the rain stops,
I didn't know who that girl was,
But she is a mirror to an agonizing reality,
And when I saw her,
I saw a reflection of me,
Drowning in the exact painful lies.
Sunday (16/12/2012 @ 0007)
- Inawza Yusof
