Tuesday, November 07, 2006


hidden in her innocent childhood
in an ivory tower escalated to the clouds.
there she finds herself cradled in comfort
but contentment never fails to doubt.

luxuries encapsulate her mentality
dependency suffocates her being
while being customed to embrace happiness
her heart begins to sink.

thrown into the world of the normal
opened the eyes of the fool
she lost her very shelter
when society became her school.

fallen from the silver pedestal
crashes left her trembling in fear
beneath the smiles and handshakes
lies silent words as sharp as spear.

painfully deciphering sincere lies
her pride forced to swallow her fury
they pierced through her veins of compassion
she bleeds the cold of mercury.

her life was a bed of roses
once soft and easy as breeze
yes, still that bed of roses
which thorns creep right beneath.



chip
4:45 PM

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