The corners of my lips are upturned ever so slightly... although they feel stitched into place. A smile so fake and insincere. The weight of the world tugs them ever lower... An aching, empty heart plagued by constant uneasiness is reflected in the dull green of my eyes. The rich, vibrant color they once were... the playfulness and mischief, are long gone... Only to be replaced by utter distrust and loneliness. The true caring, determination and belief in all things better, being beaten and changed by time. Foolishness to believe such things...
Where has that sweetness disappeared to? Why is there no more certainty in my thoughts?
I am naught but a broken woman.
Incapable of so much, it seems.
A shattered soul.