It is not worthed; smile.

She sits there; looks at her man,scared to loose him anytime.
She is so beautiful and attractive, but she doesn't know it.
She keeps her silence. she pounds, she looks around; everybody is laughing and having fun, just her.
Her ring;covering her finger, is explaining her sadness and insequrity in her soul.
She is bounded in her marriage life, this road is going to the darkest side of her agony.
He is laughing and smoking dope,glancing at her once in awhile; making sure if she is feeling alright.

She looks at her with a smile; cold but friendly enough to cover her fear of getting lost in that blury mistrust.

She looks at the girls; beautiful enough to steal any heart; to steal his heart; not confident and aware enough; him; being ''the one'' for her, doesn't mean that he, also, will be perfect for others. The girls are so free, and detached of misery and any needs to get attention or satisfied from their own desires; they own their own destiny and solicits. They smile; their happiness and laughter comes truely from their heart and their soul. They look at her; they feel sad, and they smile.
One of the girl tells her: life is too short; don't waist it, it is not worthed; smile.

Saloume Nakhsaz