My Book of Poems

Looks can be deceiving

(True this. . .)

Looks can be deceiving

You thought she had it all
But little by little
She was losing it

You thought she was happy
But at home
She cries herself to sleep

She looked like she was
On top of the world
But she really was
Deep down under

You thought she had no troubles
Well look again
'Cause looks can be deceiving
And she really deceived you all