Half-Lies

Why do people make such grand statements,
Only to have their actions and words
Falsify, slowly tear down, those statements?

Kids

OH HAI DERRR!

This is my fiercest pacie face.

Peachy.

Manic.

Peony.

First roses.

Always Lurking

There are still traces
of those shadows in her smile,
Something restraining her
in her movements,
A flash of sadness in her eyes
Right when she looks away,
A little rust in her voice,
Dark crescents and tired lines,
The ripples of a scream
In the ever stillness,
Unheard and unfelt,
An uneasiness
Always lurking.