Don't mistake beauty,
for the truth,
Instead, dig deep,
and look beneath,

For theres always a lie hiding,
behind even the purest of eyes,
and while she may be smiling,
shes secretly dying inside,

Dying to become known as real,
instead of just what people see,
dying to tell the truth,
instead of living the secrets shes tried so hard to keep,

"And whats the point of living,
if as we age, we only get closer to the sky"
she whispered in an almost inaudible tone,
and she simply said no more,
because no one, can tell the secrets of the unknown