My steps were loud but it came of quiet
My steps were full of pride and confidence but they came of shy and hidden
As I bow my head down low on the loud halls, to keep my self hidden.
I was quiet enough but they still noticed the girl walking alone, scared to be in these halls on her own.
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Poetry|Highest Ranking #51 in Poetry| ~COMPLETED~ I'll be writing poems here and you can make requests and I'LL DO MY BEST to make them into poems. :) -Sasha
