Secrets When you look at me An act is all you see Relaxed and confident With my Abercrombie tee. My permanent laugh And my made up look Mask my inner secrets Like a tiny padlocked book. You don't know what happens When I turn the key at home When everything unravels And I'm not covered by my dome.
Hidden Beauty Oh, who do you see me as? The shy girl with plaits Who never speaks And in drama never acts? Do you see me as The girl behind her hair The geeky one with glasses Without a single care? Or do you stare at me And see behind the surface Do you see I'm troubled and At home I am the loudest?
Autumn The sky was a beautiful, pale pink, the ground sprinkled with autumn leaves - red, orange, and gold. The girl looked up and sighed. She circled the forest, reluctant at first, but then as she got braver she became more adventurous, too. For the first time in years, she was free. Free to wonder, free to explore, free to think. Abruptly, she turned and lay down, her back on the golden leaves and eyes to the sky. She looked innocent but fragile; ignorant yet intelligent, with her muddy little-girl flowery dress, thick red wavy hair that lay spread out among the leaves and curious big blue eyes that didn't seem to sparkle anymore. BANG. She jumped up, and looked around. BANG BANG BANG. That's when she saw it. She blinked her big, blue eyes. Then the lights went out.