You
- Sharon Sence
- Jun 3, 2015
- 1 min read

I know you.
You are weak.
You are delicate and vulnerable.
You face the world with courage,
but you cannot help the fact that,
to be honest,
you are not ready for anything.
You are helpless.
You are not talented.
Never in your life have you been called a prodigy.
Destined to be a shadow,
all cloaked by the greatness of your friends,
You face the world with anger.
But to be honest,
you know that you are the only one to blame.
But that is not all about you.
You are getting stronger.
You face the night to be stronger during daylight.
You feel your petals falling so that you will once again,
become beautiful.
You face the winds to become sturdier.
And, you are special.
The singing birds,
the flowers that give out spectacular scent,
the returning movements of the sun ,
all come back to you,
to be loved by you.
I know you very well.
Because I can see you,
through the shattered pieces of glass.
I know you, because I have always been seeing you.
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