behind happy eyes,
A true girl cries.

She silently weeps for
The poor,
The hungry,
The living,
and the dead.

She cries for the things that are hidden deep inside.
She cries for the walls she hinds behind.

Yet she shows no pain,
for those who feel pain, can not inflict pain.

A true girl walks with
Her head held high,
Her eyes happy,
Her ears blind to her own voice,
And her tears kept deep inside.

But no one truly knows why a true girl cries.
Unless you are a true girl, just like me.