To the one who called her—

To the one who called her heartless— Take a step back and see, When she asks how your day went, It’s more than small talk, it’s her plea. Through struggles unknown to you, Through pain that’s shaped her way, She still chooses to care, To reach out every day. Her kindness isn’t easy, It’s a choice she makes each time, So before you doubt her heart, Know it’s stronger than you’ll find. She’s not heartless, not cold, Just a soul who’s learned to fight, Still offering her warmth to you, In the darkest of the night.