Walking on my Own

Brave enough to stand,
Upon my own two feet.
Don't need to hold your hand,
As I walk down the street.

Smart enough to cry,
And not just hold it in.
Though people like you try,
You can't keep your anger within.

Strong enough to show,
My thoughts, pain, and fears.
You look as if you don't know
What could cause so many tears.

But inside you are broken,
Where people cannot see.
Inside you yearn to betoken,
My courage, strength, and bravery.