She got lost in her mind.
Yesterday,
I thought about the way
she smiles
all the time.
The way she smiles at me
and laughs
in that cloud of happiness
I always have seen she's in.
Today,
I started thinking about the way
she cries when she
is all alone.
The way she breaks down
and get's drown
in the ocean of tears
she, all alone, has made.
Tomorrow,
I'll probably be thinking
about the way
she faked all that smiles.
The way she didn't ever look sad
but got lost
into the mess
that her mind has created.
(V.G)