She sits and stares,
The tears then appear,
She's alone insecure,
She's okay just not sure.
None are never there to witness;
the sure sign of her weakness,
She hides it all behind laughs and smiles,
She hasn't been truly happy in a while.
They never notice how she really feels,
She hides it all behind a mask of steel,
She acted, she flaunted,
She pretended while she was fretting.
Though none could never tell,
For she was a master at the method.
