Her personality is covered,
Only an outspoken vertebrate.
Her sorrows are hidden,
Behind the smile on her face.
She is misjudged,
Due to words unsaid.
She is distraught,
By the action of her fate.
Silence masking arrogance,
Friendly masking flirt,
She can't keep her buttons up,
Unless she has some shame.
Actions mistaken for words,
The ones which are never said.
Support is all that she needed,
The Demoiselle in distress.
