They run away
when she is sad,
she plays pretend,
so they feel glad.
A smile attracts more of the same,
but tears cascade with profound shame.
When life is good
all hands are in,
but shades of blues
fade bonds too thin.
Forget the pain just dance and sing,
swallow sad thoughts and wear a grin.
She makes believe
but inside tries,
hopes that some truths
come from her lies.
Carries the burdens thrown by all,
but allies hide before she falls.
A hollow space
fills up her heart,
she prays depression
Slowly inhales, shuts her eyes tight,
clear visions spark an inner light.
All on her own, talks with her mind,
advice she gives is always kind.
“Others will act in their own way,
but never let your brightness sway.
Tomorrow will bring wants and goals,
hold every joy to feed your soul.”
A smile so pure caressed her lips,
as held sadness suddenly slips.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy