Sealed

We were to look into our future in 5 years and write a poem.

Sealed

Her pictures when she was younger,
shows how she has plundered.
Still trying to find lost dreams,
which is harder than it seems.
Writing alone is all she does,
never seems to fall in love.
She wears a broken mask,
which so many wish to cast.
For her scars have healed,
but her lips are sealed.
Now as a grandmother I can see
Why everyone tried to know me.
But really this will be to come,
A lonely girl at lonely home.