Her world

She hides in her silence.
She rarely lets her wall down.
She is always shy.
She looks at you but you cannot read her mind.
She doesn’t ask nor force you to tell.
She speaks her mind but in her own time.
She is afraid.
She doesn’t know how to approach you.
She gets easily intimated.
She laughs and cries silently.
She doesn’t know what she wants.
She doesn’t know who she needs to be.
She’ll ask you a question but won’t listen to your answer.
She is lost.
She writes these words.
A broken spirit.
She has a name.
She is someone staring back at you.


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