Beneath this smile
is a lonelyheart:
left in solitude
and all alone.
As despondent tears
remain unseen,
I ask myself
'til when will I weep?
Questions remain
to be unanswered,
for this world ignores
my existence.
And though my voice
echoes through the walls,
it is still unheard
by preoccupied souls.
And nowI live
in ignominy:
casted out
like an ostracized bitch.
Silently screaming
amidst the dark,
I am trapped inside
Pandora's Box
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