Literature
shh.
I see your sparkling eyes, hear your infectious laughter and it leaves me filled with wonder
how could someone who seems so full of life...so happy... be so dead inside?
the 'you' that you show to everyone else is so different from who you really are.
even though you wear that cheerful expression I hear the underlying tears in your gentle words.
the fear, the hope, the dread that you'll never be happy.
that everyone will always see you as an object, a leg up in the game we call life.
but know this, I see you...not just the you that is portrayed...but so much more.
I know that you are capable of so much more if just given the chance.
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