TWENTY-FIVE

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"Hey."

She was in a room,
Full of people,lack of care,
A place with personalities to assume,
But people act like she wasn't there.

Every now and then,she just walking past,
Not even one person said hi nor goodbye,
She put on her makeup and mascara that long-last,
Once more she had to put on her mask of lie.

She stayed silence but her mind talked loud,
Observing each souls with her solemnly gaze,
She only talked to people that her mind allowed,
Sooner or later, she'll forget everything including their faces.

She was dancing on scattered glasses with bare feet,
Not even one person heard her screams,
No matter how hard she tried to seek,
She only find comfort in her own made up dream.

Indeed, people can't read through her face that was poker,
They wouldn't even notice the noose she wore like a choker,
People's lives will move on even when hers was over,
She wished she made that decision when she was sober.

tamat.

-2022

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