People stare at me like I'm an alien when I enter a room.
It makes me want to shrink into a dark corner and sneak my way in.
Then I scare people when they notice I'm standing beside them.
They never saw me coming.
I guess I am so silent not even a whisper can compare.
Then when they see me more and more, like a lightbulb in a pitch black room, everyone stares again.
This time, I don't sink into the shadows.
I am confident, proud, happy to even be recognized.
Something in me changes into something beautiful, extravagent, exotic.
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PoetryI wrote this when I was bored, but it's really deep. Hope you guys like it. XD