Still waters run deep

This lady will go places 🙂

Digital diary

Are you really mysterious?

Or are you just notorious?

Sometimes laughing so hard,

Sometimes crying so low,

You’re hard to interpret,

But you’re easily judged,

You stand so tall,

Do you ever budge?

Create a distance from people unknown,

Or a greater one from those already known?

Hopes too high,

Self-love too low?

You’re quiet most of the while,

Mistaken for being a bore,

A storm under that smile?

Or the calm sea about to soar?

Not prepared to say yes,

Too scared to say no,

You like them,

How will they know?

How does it feel,

When they tell you ‘you’re too meek,

Too shy or too weak’ ?

Do they know you’re made of steel ?

But,

How much do they know of the stories

Beneath your scars,

Or the sleepless nights

Trying to break the bars?

So don’t be their version of PERFECT,

Be your own one,

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