She's a lie.

Quick 10 minute poem.
It lacks, but it's alright I believe.



Blue eyed liar.


She thinks she’s something in this world.
All she does is believe.
She walks, head held high.
That girl is naïve.

Nothing stops her.
Each step with pride.
Confidence in her smile.
Although, she lied.

That girl is a living lie.
She tells herself she’s something.
Although, she knows she’s not.
That won’t stop her trying.

She’s a fake.
For the sake of saving face.
With each smile she tells a lie.
The truth, you can’t trace.

One day her walls will crash.
The brick wall of lies.
They’ll fall hard and fall fast.
Those brick walls made of blue eyes.

Yet, someone will love her.
She has to believe.
He’ll stand by her side,
For that young girl is me.