Just a quick poem I wrote several years ago. I wanted to post it while I was working on my other stories. Speaking of which, I'm revising and updating both my stories, and all the details are on my profile. Hope you like it! I know it's very short, and it switches between 'her' and 'me'. Sorry, but that's how I wrote it! Please review~

She walks, talks, smiles,
knows all the right things to do.
Always seems like she's cheerful,
soaring on wings made new.

A bright smile a cheerful laugh,
that's what everyone sees.
They don't look below the surface,
And they don't even know it's not me.

Nobody sees the haunted spirit,
nor hears the discontent sigh.
They never see the desperate tears,
or hear me say goodbye.