She walks past staring faces and judging paces,

her confidence tested in gentle places.

the outer surface is just so rigid,

the woman deep inside is just so timid.

A shattered soul from all the laughs,

if only they took a second to know her past. 

Everyones journey is not the same,

but yet the pointing finger is what's to blame.

Whispers and giggles are roaring,

while negative thoughts are soaring.

Does anyone have some kindness to hand out?

cruelty these days is all that is about!

The emotional toll it took on her heart,

made it possible for her and God to not be apart.