IndonesianAngel
Babyface
Her eyes is deep, wide, sharp, and bright,
with carefully trimmed arched brows and long lashes.
Her eyes mirror her startling virtues, her intelligence, her optimism and larger-than-life spirit, her strength, her invincible, her soul.
Eyes that drawn every souls into the streaming moody rivers of her life.
Yet behind the brightness of her eyes,
there?s also mirrors of her fears, her sorrows, her pain, her loneliness, her anger, her contends,
her plea of a wounded soul.
It was the eye that tells everything, her eyes.
Hers is a see-through glimpse to her own world,
insecure, empty, sulky and lonely haven of her,
sanctuary of her soul, wounded and broken, restless,
consequent being something in between her own multitudes,
she builds her own deliberate exile,
a place where she can feel free,
she can be nothing but herself,
deals with her own restlessness,
fight her own consciousness,
get rid of her own monsters,
leave her hurt and pain the way it is,
not having enough strength to leave it to rest,
desperately needed her peace of mind.
She has beautiful eyes,
yet she covers them with smoky shadows of blacks.
As if she wants to hide her eyes from anyone to see,
As if she wants to hide what?s lies beneath those eyes,
As if she wants to hide that dark shadow below her eyes,
the tolls of her endless, long, lonely, restless nights.
As if she wants to hide those untold cries and contained tears in her eyes.
She wouldn?t let anyone see her tears,
She wouldn?t let anyone see her cry,
She wouldn?t let anyone knows her sorrow,
She keeps it all for herself,
her pain, her loneliness, her sorrow,
and Darkness is her only friends.
Darkness took her in and let her cry,
Darkness took her in and let her hide her pain and loneliness,
Darkness took her in and let her releases her anger,
Darkness took her in and let her screams her sorrow in silence,
Darkness took her in and let her be vulnerable without guilt,
Darkness took her in and let her be not being stronger than she really is,
Darkness took her in and let her hide behind the darks.
Everything left unspoken,
Everything left untold,
Everything left unrevealed,
Everything left undone,
Everything left unresolved,
Everything she wants to leave behind, but never able to.
Because she can?t leave her own shadow,
shadow that was dark,
shadow that is her own,
shadow she can?t escape,
shadow which built the walls around her,
shadow which always with her,
shadow which always keep the score,
So frightened that he won?t love her,
She built up the walls,
Walls to keep her inside,
Alone with her own shadows,
Walls that was her own world,
Loneliness that she couldn?t bear,
Pain that she couldn?t bear,
Emptiness that makes her trembling chills,
A world of one,
She never let anyone in,
She never let anyone to enter her world,
So frightened to get hurt again,
She shuts down the doors,
Breaking down crying behind those door she shuts down,
Love is her Lonely Tower of Long Mistakes.
with carefully trimmed arched brows and long lashes.
Her eyes mirror her startling virtues, her intelligence, her optimism and larger-than-life spirit, her strength, her invincible, her soul.
Eyes that drawn every souls into the streaming moody rivers of her life.
Yet behind the brightness of her eyes,
there?s also mirrors of her fears, her sorrows, her pain, her loneliness, her anger, her contends,
her plea of a wounded soul.
It was the eye that tells everything, her eyes.
Hers is a see-through glimpse to her own world,
insecure, empty, sulky and lonely haven of her,
sanctuary of her soul, wounded and broken, restless,
consequent being something in between her own multitudes,
she builds her own deliberate exile,
a place where she can feel free,
she can be nothing but herself,
deals with her own restlessness,
fight her own consciousness,
get rid of her own monsters,
leave her hurt and pain the way it is,
not having enough strength to leave it to rest,
desperately needed her peace of mind.
She has beautiful eyes,
yet she covers them with smoky shadows of blacks.
As if she wants to hide her eyes from anyone to see,
As if she wants to hide what?s lies beneath those eyes,
As if she wants to hide that dark shadow below her eyes,
the tolls of her endless, long, lonely, restless nights.
As if she wants to hide those untold cries and contained tears in her eyes.
She wouldn?t let anyone see her tears,
She wouldn?t let anyone see her cry,
She wouldn?t let anyone knows her sorrow,
She keeps it all for herself,
her pain, her loneliness, her sorrow,
and Darkness is her only friends.
Darkness took her in and let her cry,
Darkness took her in and let her hide her pain and loneliness,
Darkness took her in and let her releases her anger,
Darkness took her in and let her screams her sorrow in silence,
Darkness took her in and let her be vulnerable without guilt,
Darkness took her in and let her be not being stronger than she really is,
Darkness took her in and let her hide behind the darks.
Everything left unspoken,
Everything left untold,
Everything left unrevealed,
Everything left undone,
Everything left unresolved,
Everything she wants to leave behind, but never able to.
Because she can?t leave her own shadow,
shadow that was dark,
shadow that is her own,
shadow she can?t escape,
shadow which built the walls around her,
shadow which always with her,
shadow which always keep the score,
So frightened that he won?t love her,
She built up the walls,
Walls to keep her inside,
Alone with her own shadows,
Walls that was her own world,
Loneliness that she couldn?t bear,
Pain that she couldn?t bear,
Emptiness that makes her trembling chills,
A world of one,
She never let anyone in,
She never let anyone to enter her world,
So frightened to get hurt again,
She shuts down the doors,
Breaking down crying behind those door she shuts down,
Love is her Lonely Tower of Long Mistakes.
