I have vague memories of
Hiding behind my mother's legs
Glued to her side
Clinging to the security of her touch
Doe-eyed little girl
Far too scared to say her name
Gazing up at the infinities that lied beyond her concrete walls
Seeing the world through the eyes of others
Whom she let guide her every move
Timid child
With trembling digits
Teary-eyed, looking past opportunities
Too scared to even know who she is
Insecure girl
Her heart filled with melodies
Her mind filled with words
Locked away by her shyness
Never to be seen.
She looked up at her surroundings
At people, beauty, life
Pondering upon the world from below the surface
Never fully experiencing anything.
What happened to her?
Where is she now?
She is but another memory buried deep within me
For that little girl who looked up at what she would never amount to,
Now looks down on the person she has become
