randomness

Aug 25, 2005 11:08

She walks in the room
And nobody glances
Or even notices
Her presence is silent
As if she's sliding through the air
But she is pounding on the ground.

And she feels loud
She feels red and orange and yellow
But the world sees her grey
The cage surrounding her colors
With a lock that needs to be opened.

It can be picked quite easily
But no one will take the time
No one feels the need
It is not important to them.

If only they knew
What she could do
But they are blinded by her glare
It's too difficult to engage her
She seems too complex
But really she is simple.

She consists of three pieces
Heart, body, and mind
Just like everyone else
Except her mind and heart overpower.

But isn't it fortunate
That she is stronger than the rest?
Though there is nothing unique about her
For everyone is strong in some way
They just have yet to discover it.
Or perhaps it just has yet to be recognized.
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