too many emotions,
this life is driving her crazy,
i know.

she is probably holding back the tears,
but smiles nevertheless
when somebody makes a joke.

she smokes.
well, occasionally.
she doesn’t know i know,
can’t lie,
i hate it,
but maybe it calms her down,
so i try to let it go.

i know she’s in pain,
and she probably hates the guy she’s married to,
and the kids that they have together,
but that’s just my assumptions.

i feel like i know her
like i know the back of my hands,
but really,
who does?

a being,
too complex to be understood,
a soul,
that deserves to be showered with love and appreciation everyday,
a mother,
a wife,
a human,
that deserves a better life.