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.