She's cold...manipulative
She puts herself before everyone else
And as I look at her
I can feel absolutely no sympathy for her
This widow who's feelings are as fake as they come
I know that I should feel sad for her loss
But with every person that stands before her
Truly grieving over their loss
I can't help but feel just a stir of anger inside me
as her tears seem so forced
As each tear gets nearer and nearer to her heart
I swear I saw them freeze
This is very interesting..and it has been nicely written..well done
I like how this poem almost feel as though it were telling a story
aash
Much Love
Ashley