I see them

I see them.
i see them so clearly,
hidden behind the gorgeous smiles,
tears that slide on the cheeks,
just like a personified drop of jupiter.

I hear them.
I hear them in their softest whisper,
crying into the pillow,
praying for change,
begging for revival of sorts.

I watch them.
I watch them with an intense eye,
observing every minute detail,
the way they look, talk and hear,
just shying away from the realities of life.