Friday, March 10, 2006

the one

She lies there, hidden from your careless gaze
Watching you from behind a layer of lies
Aching to be wanted, to be noticed,
To be see for who she is

Insecurity and fear wrap around her slender wrists
Enslaving her to that cold and lonely spot she calls home
Where she watches helplessly through her captor's eyes
Silently screaming for you to take notice

She believes that you have seen her, she's sure of it
You must have caught a glimpse of her, perhaps a small sliver
When her captor wasn't ready, when she was caught off guard
For she can't always maintain her composure, can she?

Perhaps it's easier for you to pretend she's not there
To ignore the pain she brings to light
To walk away from the truth that she embodies
Perhaps it's easier for you to pretend she can't exist

For once you see her, once you really get a good look
You can no longer fool yourself into believing she's not there
You can no longer deny her ever-so-real existence
For once you see her, once you really see her, there is no turning back

In that moment you will realize your own worst fears
You will confront the one she pushed away
You will no longer be able to accept the made up truth
In that moment you will realize that she lives inside you too

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