The Mirror

There's beauty in your nature
From when you were born
Kind, thoughtful, never a pretender
A Natural born defender
A delicate battler
Gently fighting the odds
And all the barriers
Until the very end of him
And the beginning of her
beautiful beyond gender
Kind and always tender
To those who stare
Your skin so pale and fair
Hiding your heart and soul
Immersed in your thoughts
While twirling the
blonde streaks in your hair
A life spent hiding the truth
While everyone else is
pretending to care
Fully knowing what's dumb or wise
the maker of your own demise
You can't live another day
Surrounded by too much sorrow
Not knowing if there'll be no
more stories left to tell
about a better tomorrow