Tough Cookie

Being seen With poker face Mistaken As who does not give a damn Cool and distant Unfriendly aura On the way With people's stares and whispers That she is a bad person That is funny Why judge They do not know about her Alone her name Little they know About the experiences and traumas Mould her this way No strength to make facial expression With little energy Left in her Only use This remaining will of hers To live and face on It is precious thing She will keep at all costs With friends she trusts And faith she holds to believe Those who love her A rare privilege Seeing her real self Wild mind Innocently gives love back More than she does to herself Because she feels safe Knowing there is nothing That will bring her down © Sue Sanzz 2020