Author's Note: This is not actually a poem, per se, but a song I wrote tonight. I liked the flow of it, so I'm putting it here.

She's broken but beautiful,

a girl incomplete

who does not see her worth in the least.

Her eyes hold a sorrow

that mourns for tomorrow

and she'll cry again tonight.

How can I help this girl

with all of her problems?

How can I show her I care?

When will she realize

she means more in my eyes

than all of the gold in the world?

She hides behind anger

and hostile glances.

She endeavors to keep people out.

But behind the aggression

you'll find a depression

that's deeper than you'd ever know.

Time goes by

and I watch her cry.

Night after night after night…