Frostbite: And other poems

WALLFLOWER

Trapped in the books she reads,

Misunderstood by those around her,

All she wants is to be accepted,

Quirks and all,

And maybe once someone did,

But is gone now,

How she regrets that,

She yearns to see the world,

Hungers to fit in,

You can't do that when you were born to stand out,

She knows that now,

So she found solace in words,

Her safe haven, her sanctuary,

She buries herself in them,

And in her fantasy world,

She is who she wants to be,

Friendly, exciting, bold,

Maybe even a little brave,

Then she mightn't need to cower behind the books,

Hide behind words,

But she does,

Maybe its time she learned,

And time she accepts,

Who she really is,

An introvert at heart,

And maybe its not so bad.