You say you're happy,

Well that's a lie.

I see your tears

Behind those eyes.

Those eyes that sparkle

With every lie.

You're perfect lips,

Plump and pink,


From the weight

Of all the words

You refuse to speak.

You're sick,

A dizzy spell,

You're mind

Won't quite turning

Around and around.

You're losing your grip.


Watch out.

There's someone

Waiting for their chance

To push you down a rabbit hole.