Shy, Quiet, Invisible

Shy , quiet, Invisible

She doesn’t speak

Afraid to be seen as weak,

Always thought her life was miserable.

She hides,

She cries,

She dies inside

Hidden and Scared.

 

He came from up above,

His light brought her home,

Away from darkness

Never alone

 

Toward the light,

No longer afraid,

No longer hidden,

She still cries

 

But no has a shoulder to cry on

Her life is full,

No longer so dull. .

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