Papers filled with so many memories
left unseen, scattered everywhere
wanted to be seen
willing to share what it says.
An image of a young lady
all put together and created a story.
Behind those brown eyes
no more traces of lies.
If only those stares speaks,
those eyes so complete.
Little did everyone knows
she suffered, got hurt.
A lot don’t understand
what was those picture shows
but if you’ll look at the other side
you’ll learn there’s hidden emotion
beneath those smile.
Those faces staring at me
reminds me of my own sad story.
Because that girl in the photographs
represents my past.