In the quiet of my room, I dare to bloom,
Holding onto a secret, cloaked in gloom.
Through corridors of fear, I shyly roam,
Yearning for acceptance, yet feeling so alone.
In the mirror\'s reflection, a girl, I see,
Her heart beating for another, yet trembling, silently.
Like a sunflower, drawn to the sun,
For another girl\'s light, her heart has begun to run.
In hushed whispers, I dream of her face,
In the crowded halls, her gentle grace.
Yet, the world is not ready for this silent plea,
So, I hide my heart, in a love, they can\'t see.
I paint a smile, a perfect disguise,
While my truth, in the depths, quietly lies.
I carry my secret, in the silence of the night,
Hoping for a world, where love takes flight.
This girl in the mirror, in shadows, resides,
In a world that judges, in a world that divides.
Yet, hope whispers softly, someday they\'ll see,
That love, in all forms, is simply meant to be.
© Susie Stiles-Wolf