A forgotten child,
who does not know how to smile,
who is given the freedom,
and grew in lonesome.
She knew she was different,
but she kept silent.
She doesn’t know how to social,
yet for her to realise.
She cannot react,
so she backed.
She questioned her existent,
having no answer nor judgement.
She looked at herself in the mirror,
not recognising the starer.
She cries silently, in hope to soothe
her tattered soul, and see the truth.
Her heart and mind talked her through,
always remember, she loves you.