my smile is warm,
When my lips will quiver,
my eyes mist over as my arms can hold only me.
When I seem like I'm hurting
...like something got thru the armor.
...like I am just as real and flawed as the next person.
Sometimes I think people forget there's reality...
...and they judge on what they think they saw in me...
...in those "Sometimes" times.
Looking up as always...