Quietness is a bliss
and the ignorance won’t be missed
unbeknownst to her a world full of wonder
but her life is covered
forever under
“what is society?” some may ask
but she can barely hear as she drinks from a flask
their words shine and glisten
sadly she watches but rarely listens
the world fully in reach
crushed confidence not built to teach
depressingly her home life is just as bland
No one to hold her trembling hand
“her beliefs?”
she’d laugh
for her belief
is that her belief will always go last
as they slowly approach
coming to coax
the sadness from this lion den
but her voice trembles and quakes
as her body tremors and shakes
just to the thought of talking to someone else
confiding in them what she keeps to herself
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