Belong
She's sad.
Her happiness once something taken for granted, Gone, a distant memory.
She lonely.
Her once close friends seeming almost imaginary, where they ever real?
She's cold.
Her body no longer holds an ounce of hope, her soul just a ghostly reminder that once was her original.
She's smiling.
It doesn't meet her eyes like it used to it's nothing but a dull dust of regret and sorrow.
She's staring in the mirror.
I am her.
I am what was.
I am her happiness.
I am her.
So tell that lonely girl in the mirror I'm coming home,
Where I Belong .
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PoetryInjurious words and time can turn happiness into a distant memory. -© k.k. 2013-
