I look at you,
(I mean REALLY look at you),
And realize
There's more to you than meets the eye.
I never thought you shallow,
It's just that I never paid attention
To all the subtle hints of
Complexity that you meticulously
laid out before me.
Your smile,
(yes, your smile of all things)
Tells the story of hidden sorrows
That you've not yet overcome.
Your smile seems to gently tug
At the corners of my heart
Until I realize the depths of your suffering.
Your eyes
Speak to me of the fears you possess:
Fears of insecurity.
Fears of being inadequate.
A fear of failing those you love most.
And I wonder why
I didn't notice until now
All the unseen hurt you bury
Deep within the shadows of your soul,
When I see your reflection
Every time I look in the mirror.
Such depth, such truth; if only more can see this deep, yet, by the time they do, it's to late.
im not too good at this critiquing thing....but I must say...this one made me think alittle.