She is quiet and has eyes that not many can read, <br />her soul has been to a dark pace and berried. <br /> <br />She cries only when she is alone, <br />she has hidden herself behind the walls of the unknown. <br /> <br />She has little left within her soul, <br />her heart is covered in a thick layer of charcoal. <br /> <br />She dreams of the day when her smile does not need to be applied, <br />when her happiness isn't a lie.<br /><br />Kirstie Duekett<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/never-judge-a-book-by-its-cover/