Her arms were train tracks
Her eyes were rain clouds
Her thoughts were a horror film
Her body was an hour glass and the time was running out
How did no one realize she was a ticking time bomb ready to explode
Maybe because
She always had a smile on her face
Or maybe
Because she always hid everything so well
And she had secrets she would never tell
Her mouth was sewn shut
And maybe that was a good thing
For when she talked she seemed to make things worse
Or as she thought
This wasn't how it was supposed to be
Nothing was like how it was supposed to be
It was all wrong but it was true
She was a beautiful disaster
And no one knew