She has the tough girl demeanor
She hides her emotions well
For there is never a bad mood that can’t be hidden away
With some makeup or a swipe of a tear
She stays, cloaked in strength and happiness
For tears, she feels,
Are a sign of weakness
Her strength is embedded into her bones,
Exhausting herself with the weight she carries
On weakened and skinny shoulders.
Maybe, someday, she will learn
That it’s okay to not be okay.