I usually look up prompts on either different contests or writing activities to see what could inspire me to write something. The prompt that made me write this poem was:
What goes inside the human mind when it comes to thoughts is an enigma. A mystery to the human eye. We cannot hear someone thinking, but with observation, we can see.
A Plastered Smile
Have you seen how she smiles, radiantas the spring sun itself, corners of her mouthrising showing the tiny, purple healing bruise on the lip,perfectly concealed with lipstick, remnant of her past?Have you seen her dress up, an angelin disguise, in her blue dress that lookslike the deep, soothing ocean itselfburying the deep scars on her back?Have you seen her play, so dynamic, in action,with the kids in the park everyday in evening,their heart filled laughter echoing through the place,hers masking the desire to make a beautiful life, see it grow every day?Have you seen how she plays the violinthe melody dispersing in the foster home of kids,bringing a smile to their faces, all the while hiding such pain behind her closed peaceful eyes?Have you seen how after the entire dayof smiling, when she goes back to bedand it's replaced by a frown as the tearsget soaked into, hid by the pillowthat's dry by morning as the day beginsand a smile is plastered to conceal all of it,again?