SHE

She’s Rare,

She’s an observer,

She’s sensitive,

Feeling everything a little deeper than most

She’s sad but never seem shattered

She cries every night and wakes up like everything’s fine

She’s insecure

But I wish she could stop letting people step on her

I wish she could stop letting people decide and control her life

She was the girl whose smile spreads and reaches her eyes

She was the girl who masked up her sorrows in that one smile.