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Public eye
In the public eye
Of social gatherings,
She is found
To always be smiling.
Her energy is warm
Where her voice is quiet.
She doesn’t always speak
And appreciates their understanding.
She is bubbling
With joy and excitement.
She makes you feel at ease
In a way others never do.
Out of public eye
Away from social gatherings,
She is found
Shutting down.
There’s a tremble in her smile
And her shoulders begin to cave.
Tears well up in her eyes
As she looks to those around her.
The ones who can't see her.
Her energy is dampened
Where her voice remains quiet.
A soft whisper of a question
Nobody expects to hear.
‘Can I give up yet?’
She asks the room.
The girl who is always smiling
Is slowly falling apart.
Nobody will catch her.
She’s all on her own.
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Micheala Ruth September
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