Burdened for a young friend

She views her life as futile
her pain can never be shown
Tucked away inside her
she journeys life's hurts alone

Expressing herself in attire
all dress clad in black
See me now, senseless world
a thorn in your eyes to track

I came to you with innocence
shy, reserved and meek
Your looks spoke to my heart
with dissatisfaction, so unique

Not really turning me away,
just not interest I suppose
You just desire others attention
and mine is to composed

Making fun of my expression
mocking my name allowed
Snubbed me in your passing
the whisperings in a crowd

I've done nothing to you
yet you've shamed me to scorn
I've not tormented you
into wishing you wweren't born

Placed upon my brow as it
were a crown of thorns,
The feeling of shame,
the whispers and the scorn.

All you've given me
I now wear with pride
The scares of your taunting
a face you wish to hide

I make you feel uneasy
the pain I humbly wear
An expression of your
rejection I will openly bear

A face you wonder how
did I get this way
Remember, human thinking
the things you use to say.

I wear the fun you made
I express my heart of pain
For you to see and shudder
you've made me wear my shame

She may always carry this burden
one day hopefully to see
There is hope in a Savior
the expression she truly needs.

Removing from her the hurt and pain the scorning from
her piers to shame
Giving her beauty for ashes
she won't be the same

Crowned with greatness,
in a robe all spotless white
One day this friend of mine and me
will take our heavenly flight

I have faith in my Lord
that he will prevail
removing the darkness
as to watch it assail

Giving her peace and joy
unspeakable within
Showing her all that matters
is that "He" is her friend.

Regina Hays