The Aftermath

salam 3alaykum..
wrote this one yday...cudnt concentr8 at all on ma work last nyt...ended up pickin up a pencil n scribblin this down...m currently lackin sleep biiig tyym...been awake since yday 8 in tha morning...lackin sanity 2...this isnt an islamic poem...but then it has nuthin 2 do wit love either...so i guess its aiight 2 put it up in here..

Her lips quiver as tears well-up in her eyes
She tries to hold them back as she remembers all the lies
Friends nor family...no one knows the pain she hides within
Agitated they are, 'cuz of being shut out from the life she's livin'
People don't understand what she's going through, yet they still criticize
Leaving her to face all their nonsense, including all those obvious lies
Her face is expressionless, eyes piercingly cold
Only when she's alone, do her true emotions unfold
When she sits in a gathering, half the time she's spaced out
Her sadness turns to annoyance when she doesn't know what's being talked about
For lost is she in her own world, one of shattered dreams
But she's now learned that nothing is necessarily how it seems...