She Is...

She speaks with fierceness towards her own self, But never a bad word does she speak for another. She is truly one, who is special and loved, If only she would let herself discover. She has a strength that is seen right to her soul. She has a power to woo with her words, too. She has quickly become a friend to all, here. She is like all of us. She is even like you. You may not know her, if to ever see her. You may not even have known her name. Know this, though, she feels she’s different, But I know different, she is the same. She’s got feelings just like us all. She will bleed if she’s hurt and will scream out. Yet, she still feels like she’s all so different, But, there she knows not what she’s talking about. Though smart as a whip and possesses one, too, (hehe) She’s vocal and vibrant, now part of my world. She’s very quick witted and therefore so funny And I’m happy to call her a friend, this girl. She weeps when she’s lonely and fears overcome, She is just an old softy, you see. Though, she may be rough on the exterior, She’s every bit a woman and a friend to me. So should you come to one day meet her And get to know her, as you should, Remember that she is a winner who Can be your friend the best she could. She is the one that would always help you. She is the one who steps up to bat. She is the one that offers encouragement. She’s just so good and that is that!