Ms. Nobody
She had a smile
not quite there
and what looked of miles
was in her stare
Her skin was cold
though her heart not
her feelings gone as they forgot
Ms. Nobody
You could see through her
like broken glass
One chisled crack per
every loved pass
Her gaze was hot
and it burned deep
if you were a shadow shot
and whispered but a peep
Ms. Nobody
And her tapered past
becomes a plastic wall
with sheer red sheets
lining invisible halls
Her future grown dim
Her beginning chance slim
Her present on a rim
moving forward on a whim
Ms. Nobody
As the morning dew folds
she is forced to behold
a flush of but red
holding on by thin shreds
Curled to a forgotten bed
As she views it, it is dead
Bemused she sings her song
Past loaths have all long gone
chanting to a noisless gong
Ms. Nobody