Sharp!

I stand there,did not talk

They stared and wondered

They whispered

With sharp silence words

I smiled,and talked

They smiled

Wearing suspicious eyes

With indescribable fake plastic smile

I go right

They go left

Still whispering motives

With sharp silence words

I'm here

Still smiling with patience in my hands

I recall,"that's okay"

Over and over

More they talked

More I gained strength

I believe life is fair

And I believe in kindness

They talked

With sharp silence words

I smiled

With the most sweetest smile

And recall,"that's okay. I'll get cut but I'll be perfectly fine."

:)

xx, Ayu Putrinda Kurnia 30.01.11 08:56