My eyes are glossy all the time
Dully and vacant but not blind
It fools everyone
They don't really know me
And never will
I don't know how much I can take
Before I choose to end this
My hate runs very deep
It grows with each word
That escapes from its lips
Just makes the hate even greater
I pray for one of us to die
Who I don't really care
Just as long as I am free
Free from that screeching
That never seems to end
Grab her by the throat
Shake her till she nags no more
And all is quiet at long last
The glassy eyes tell it all
Look into them to find the answer
See the never ending pain inside
By Barbara Desmond
