You see a silent girl
A swan gliding on a lake
Cutting through without a sound
The perfect little angel
How can she be so silent?
You ask
How come she’s so talented?
You ask the wrong questions
You don\'t see the being inside
Try seeing her
Why is she silent?
She’s afraid
What if she hurts you
What if her silence burns a hole in you
What if her noise pierces your mind
What if, what if, what if
So she does nothing
Hides her chaos behind others
How can she do so well?
She doesn’t think anything’s enough
Doesn’t think she’s enough
She tries hard, hoping to shine
Shine without blinding
Because too bright will blind
But too dull will bore
A bird on the wire, an imperfect balance
The bird will fall eventually
You see talent?
She sees failure
She’s only talent
If she messes up, she won’t be enough
You see a swan?
She sees a drowning frog
Pretending to be a swan
Pretending, but never rising
Barely leaping from the water
Hoping to survive
Believing she’s not enough
Because she sees all herself
But focuses on what she can improve
A reflection of struggle, pain, imperfection
She can’t see past it
And you can’t see it
So she continues on, silent
Hiding chaos behind her smile
Hoping you still see a swan
Rather than a drowning frog
But maybe, one day
She\'ll find someone who sees her
They\'ll share with her
As she shares with them
Balancing the bird
So it won\'t fall
She\'ll learn to speak
She\'ll grow
Grow from a frog to a bird
Not a swan, no
A blackbird
A bird whose beauty requires special sight
A UV constellation
For those who care.