She hurts because she’s hurt and,
She hurts him because she’s hurting,

She smiles without smiling and
She laughs but she’s not laughing,

She’s made a life, that she is living,
But doesn’t live, to make a living,

She starts a fight to fright her spite,
And cry’s at night despite her might

She chases her dreams,
Not materialistic things,

Talks with benevolent themes,
And of her intelligent schemes,

She loves to endorse a good cause
And forgives all flaws,

She feels on her own,
Because inside she’s alone,

But she’s always positive,
Never the opposite,

Never hear her moan.