“Behind every dark ‘shades’ is a red eye”, they say
Behind her sunglasses is a red eye, but hey
Anxiety and depression are drugs that she’s high off
Looking into her eyes, I couldn’t even say my next word
For the first time I noticed this girl’s suffering
I did not know how, yet I thought of helping
What puzzles me most is the fact that we don’t notice
She smiles and pretends to keep her cool; an effort not to show it
It is sad that she’s breathing but not truly living
She serves other comforts, a meal she’s never eating
And as she cried her pain to me with a drink in her hand,
I realized how we barely get to actually know the ones we call “friend”
How can a girl with a lovely outward reception
Be drowning inside because of self-rejection?
How can a girl with so much social media adulation
Be suffering from something as simple as self-condemnation?
Overwhelmed by emotions, we both sipped our drinks in deafening silence
As she pushed back over her red teary eyes, the Ray Ban
Authored by Jay Hoff
Featured Picture by Rebecca Calzavara
Jay!!!!!! No disappointment when it comes to reading your work…..