she disappeared several times,

she wasn't running away;

but she was practicing

she left so many times

crawling in a bathroom stall

curled up,head in hands

waiting for someone

to bring her back again

they'd tried to remembered but it hadn't worked

she had faded

along with the way she sang,

thought, ate, laughed, winced, loved

the song she sang was a struggle to remember

her eyes were dark- or were they?

her face shifted into a foggy picture

blurry lines, blotchy lips

spotty eyes and cheeks

curling dark hair was all

that was remembered

sorry doesn't make sense when

written from the inside window

of her moving cab

she moved to the big city

where it's easy to be invisible