This is for the stoic
No one asks if they're okay
They really wish to hear that question
Somedays

This is for the kind
They smile wave and applaud
Just imagine all the pain
That hides behind their walls

This is for the silent
Not only voices do they hide
But everybodys secrets
Bottled up inside

I don't know who this is for
Have it if you so desire
This one may be your kindling
To your inner fire