Lame I feel

Looking at life

Adornment negligent

Way too real

Raw wounds and pains indefinable

How palpable

Smile still lingered

Zest to living

Surpasses weaknesses

And my friend lived fighting

Wanting to make her memorable

While a few found pleasures

Others took her seriously

Smile still lingered

As I fathom the question

‘So, how’s life?’

And find myself answering

‘Good, in fact excellent’

Then when I see their expression

I long to interpret

Smile still lingered

Wonder who understood my friend ‘life’?

If happy I conjure

If unhappy I blame

Definitions simple conjectures

Our life through their eyes

Way too real

Adornment negligent

Looking at life

Lame I feel….