She's not patient.

She's easily triggered.

She's short-tempered

And impulsive.

What was good one day

May be horrible the next.

Tastes, desires, interests;

Most are transient.

It's hard for others to understand her.

She's hardheaded

And one-track minded,

When she gets stuck 

On one thought process.

Sometimes deaf and blind,

She doesn't know

That someone loves her.

She doesn't realize she's loved

Despite her temperament.

She doesn't know

That others know

That she is also good

And sweet and thoughtful.

She cares with a big heart.

It's just guarded

By large metal bars

That choke and stifle.

But one person sees through any facade.

She knows there's

Vulnerability and sadness.

She sees the frustration too.

She wishes she realized

That an outburst of anger

Doesn't change the inside

Of this person.

Inside, this person is golden.

Maybe the only way she would see it...

Is if it was written down

For her to read,

Anytime she feels doubtful.

Of herself and of others.

Even if others would give up,

She will always have

One person who knows the real her;

Who will stick by her,

To lend her the patience she lacks herself.