She sheds her layers to reveal what they
are,
A collection of stories untold.
With a look that says ‘ I’ve been there’,
And a walk that misleads with each step.
Through time many narratives have retold
it,
The story of a mind undone.
Too proud to admit when mistakes have
been made,
Too nervous to call out for help.
Continuing on with her journey,
Problems & tales left in her wake.
The answer is always quiet simple,
Courage and a smile will change any day.
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