She's smiling, she's laughing.
Her eyes are glowing while sipping on a cup of black coffee,

'no sugar just good ol black coffee' she laughs.

She portrays an aura of strength, confidence and serenity.
Yes She's the independent type.

I'm no stalker but my mind tells me to follow her.
It tells me there's more behind all that. So I stay...

Her friends leave and her walls come collapsing.
Her aura screams Pain, her smile faded as if it never really existed.
Her eyes. Goodness gracious are blank with no emotions yet filled with thousands of emotions passing through all portraying pain.

She's independent,even though she's messy and all she stands tall, smiles and wipes the tears away, no matter who's watching.