Red and Blue Lines

Empty white pages
Staring blankly at me
In between the spaces
I put marks and then sees

The lonely girl tries
Into the open
Blurt the words
And somehow heals

Out there
She smiles and cheers
In here
She cries and sleeps
Nobody knows
Just her and how she feels

CZ, April 2014

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