She continues to smile in hopes that you'll see
Just how happy she is able to be
She cries in hopes that you won't
For comfort you should give, but you don't
She stares at herself, the way she is
For she knows she was one of his
She laughs so you would understand
When you left before she was scanned
Known as the coward in her eyes not man
For you had gone before her life began
Now it's you that she sits to blame
For your name is nothing but shame
The way she sees nothing but flaws
Take a bow, but she'll hold her applause
She made it without the help of you
For the presence that you withdrew
Her inability to trust and to believe
This trait from you she did receive
So now look to what you have made
This picture of you that's portrayed
YOU ARE READING
Point of View {poems}
Poetry. Because what is the point of living on a revolving planet when all we do is remain inside the box, with the same single minded view? ...