never near there

For the gazzilions time, she thought she could be
their entry of fame, their piece of pride.
Yet also for the gazzilions time, her thought disappoint her
Each day, she prays for this agony to end
She tries and tries so hard and
all its left of her is nothing but sorrow and doubts
She smiled wide when she was drowned with all the melancholy
She laughed her tears out when her heart actually summons for nothing
but trust, hope, faith and love
All these time
She learn nothing but to only run away
Run, run
as far as her feet and heart would instruct her to
And as she runs, the wind and breeze
which brushes upon her pale face
spoke the language of guilt, solitude, insecurity, regrets, hatred, sorry, dejection.
She stopped,
and cried.
Then, it appeared to be just another chapter of a downhearted paperback
Read and long forgotten.

She is extremely capable of
maintaining her facade
Her heart beats for everyone.
except hers
It breathes for everyone
except hers.

It takes her to places she didn't want to go
Their voice,
so potent that it haunts her every minute
and it became the soundtrack of her life.