The Fighter

No need to be worried,
She said.

Nothing's wrong,
She said.

Then, why are they still
So concerned about her?

Being able to see her face more,
Her true beauty.

The way she wants it to be.

Watching her every move,
Waiting for her to call out
For help.

That's never going to happen, darling.
Too personal, reserved.
Why know a supposed ugly truth
When you can believe a
Beautiful lie?

She's been doing fine.
Why can't you see that?
She's strong.
She's not as hopeless as you may think.

She knows you would hear even the
Tinniest scream,
And come to her side.

Only if she needed it.
Let her fight a little if she needs to.
Can't you see that smile?

Because it's the only thing
She'll ever show off.