Comparisons, Rants, Injustices, and other junk in my brain

Mousy Molly

All her life, Molly Hopper has been 

The shy one

The quiet one 

The mousy one

She hates the nicknames

But she's too scared 

To say anything

Too scared of what others think

Always second guessing herself

Next to Sherlock, she's stupid

Never knowing the right answer

Too afraid to speak up

Never bold enough to tell him off

Molly craves the day

When she can speak her truth

Be important

Be heard

But that day is yet to arrive

So 

Molly waits

Every day

She dons her lab coat

Washes her hands

And goes to work

She stands

In Sherlock's shadow

Rarely talking

Forgotten

Overlooked

And Molly waits

She patiently waits

For her day

To shine