A Heart Grown Cold

I laugh, I talk,

There's a lightness when I walk.

I smile and hide

All the pain I feel  inside.

I scowl and glare,

Show my fiercest stare.

Grow fists to hide

All the fear I feel inside.

Made of rock, made of stone.

A heart grows cold when left alone.

But this armor of ice

Protects only strife.

The girl behind,

With shadows on her mind,

Carved herself a mask of stone.

But her heart doesn't want to be alone.