She dishes out smiles like they're nothing, And she always seems to have one ready. She always looks on the positive side, never discouraging. She is always ready to help, ready to serve. People tell her she's mature for her age. She laughs and says thank you. She lifts up others when they're down, bringing an insane, absurd amount of joy when things are low. No one would ever guess That under that smile, under that laugh, She's been fighting demons. Her smiles come easily, though no one ever seems to smile back. Her voice spits out the positive, while her mind tries to figure out how to stop the negative, so the others don't have to. She is always ready to help; no one wonders if anyone ever helped her. Yes, she's mature for her age, but no one ever wondered why. Why did she grow up that fast? She lifts others' spirits; that's undeniable. But I wonder if anyone ever thought to lift hers, or if anyone noticed when things are low for her. But don't worry, when you need her, she'll be there. She always will be. Even when she knows no one will be there for her afterwards.
This probably isn't my best work, but I still think it's pretty good. Comments, critiques?
