She loves to hide the pain inside her heart,
She wears a smile to cover the sadness within her soul,
Isn’t it amazing how she keeps on smiling?
Isn’t it amazing how she keeps her agony inside her heart?
She pretends to be alright,
She wears a mask that no one else can see,
Should we call her a pretender?
Or should we appreciate the character that she has?
Some may judge her actions,
Some may praise her attitude dealing with ironies of life,
Some may wonder what was within her?
Some would simply be amazed by her actions.
And I wonder why some people are quick to judge others?
Quick to judge others yet slow to cope in their lapses
And the sad part of it is they don’t know the whole story,
They simply judge you by what they see.