The Girl Who Walks with A Smile

To start with a smile,
a laugh, a grin,
a happy girl
who all others see.

No one asks about her
no one knows about her
her life is a secret,
and so is she.

Her wants aren't chosen,
her needs aren't known.
Expression is ignored
and she smiles on.

No tears can be shed
in her public eyes,
only a smile that
shines to brighten
another's path.

She doesn't matter,
she's only the sun,
but she isn't the chosen one.

Too long has she
suffered,
not much she has
loved.

Only the paper that writes
with her blood as the ink
says who she might
truly be.

To end with a smile,
a laugh, a grin,
a happy girl
who others don't need.