Sometimes it's hard to believe you're suffering.

Through a pain we humans can't understand.

Though with that smile you must wish us not to know.

The pain of loss and suffering you've had to endure.

And sometimes it's as plain as day.

You stuggle to hide the pain but can't.

And you look as though you'll burst into tears.

I wonder how you ever were able to keep it hidden.

And then you smile as if nothing happened.

And though the smile is brighter then the sun,

you still hurt more then anyone will know.

And it seems to hurt even more, every time i see you this way.

You worry so much about everyone else.

You should worry more about yourself.

Sure, i could say the same thing to myself.

But your heart seems to be breaking for others.

I don't want to see that kind of smile.

When you're sad, you can show it to me.

When you want to cry, go ahead and cry.

And when you want to smile, then truly smile.

Don't weep at my grave,

for I am not there,

I have a date with a butterfly

to dance in the air.

I'll be singing in the sunshine,

wild and free,

playing tag with the wind,

while I'm waiting for thee.

You are just, Shalinie. And that is how you must stay, I like you that way, at any time of the day. I'm sure plenty of people would like you for you, if only they would stop for a second or two. They would see that you're quirky and oh so bright. That everyday, you turn on the light. My days may be dark, but then you come, and glow and shine. You are so bright, you can make me go blind. Everyday you bring me happiness and joy, but others can't seem to admire, enjoy. You are my best friend and a huge part of my life. I may be dull, but you sharpen me like a knife.