I see her every day

Unable to stop staring

She is beautiful

But not in a way all can see

Her heart is big

She is too kind

She tries to show others

How happy she is when in reality you can see the sorrow in her eyes

Each laugh sound forced

Each smile is practiced

She is craving for love

You can tell

I can give her that love

The love she needs

I can give it all to her

Maybe one day I'll stop staring

Staring from behind the bushes

From hiding behind each corner

Maybe she'll notice me

Or maybe not

She's too over analytical