Mute
By: Dean Smith
Her eyes lit up as bright as the sunshine
Her eyes glowing in the yellow light
Her tears fell with the rain
The clouds could always feel her pain
Her skin was white as snow
Trapped in a disaster, to never show
Her heart was getting as cold as ice
No one understood her sacrifice
Her smile, warm as spring
She loved all her rings
She smelled like flowers as she walked
Her steps echoed, though she never talked
Spending her time in the trees
The leaves slowly start disappearing
The wind picks up, and they fly around
But she stays silent, no peep, not even a sound
She’s seen darkness, dancing in the night
And she’s seen angels, that glow a bright light
Though she never speaks a word
Nothing people say, goes unheard
They call her ugly, they call her cute
They say she used to talk a lot, until she went mute
