She is that piece of art
hard to make
a meaning of-
too shallow, too foolish.

She is that piece of art
not aesthetically pleasing
even at closer look-
plain, dull, ugly.

She is that piece of art
nobody would dare
tell about anyone-
a total waste of time.

She is that piece of art
in a blink of an eye
forgotten-
gone with the wind.

She is that piece of art
easily praised by everyone
yet nobody would dare display,
instead, kept hidden at the attic
until it has turned into nothing
but complete dust-
not even in anyone’s memory.