Lost Poems

She

She will try to talk but fail
Her attempt has finished with no avail
She is afraid of this big world
Yet she studies every quote that would be her guide
She will continue to be the lonely girl
Because that is her home her sanctuary where she is safe to cry
You might see her as the perfect piece
But what goes on inside would end your peace
Would never let you sigh in relief
But she will never let you see since her walls are as high as fools on weed