From afar, they look fine Like life is "just great" Yet up close, in their eyes You see a different state Most don't see all the pain That is hidden, enclosed In a shell that is sealed Only rarely exposed To
those who can see Beyond, what is there To crack through the surface To prove that they care To validate & listen To what's NOT being said To support if they choose to Leave this horrible bed That's been made
by a choice Not necessarily their own But has been made, just the same How could they have known? The stranger lurking inside The love of their life How could they have missed The impending strife? One sees what they
want Sometimes, til it's too late Choices are made, Are they stuck in their fate?