They say that a picture is worth a thousand words. well, that may be true... if one ever takes the time to study it long enough I have pictures. Quite a few to be clear My pictures speak volumes Volumes that reach the high heavens ------ They say that true friendship lasts forever and that may be true as well... if one doesn't run them away I have friends Not many but true friends come in pairs... ------ now about those pictures they show a pretty face with the loveliest smile and the brightest gleam shines in her eyes but that's easy to see for all of that resides on the surface it's what's underneath that no one seems to ever discover ------ And back to those friends three or four of the most faithful few always there smiling and laughing with the mask on the surface hugging and cheering the mannequin that's not easily deciphered ------ the smile in those pictures can only hide so much but no one ever takes more than a glance so who could really know right..? those friends laughing loudly joking and playing around eventually mind their own business leaving the mannequin in the mask to do her bidding ------ to do her crying to do her pleading to do her beating all on the inside all where no one can ever see all because no one ever... LOOKS!!
The fake smile and deluded body fragile from such brutal beatings only able to withhold so much