She Holds The Key

This girl, so quiet

Speaks few words and sits in silence

Yet in her mind, it is loud and clear

Screaming, yet hard to hear

If only she could hush the thoughts

All of the battles she’s ever fought

Some were lost and some were won

She feels as if she could just run

Who is it that holds the key?

Someone who could make her see

She is not small, but standing tall

Not incapable, and will not fall

Like she has in the past

She is blooming, these difficulties will not last

Who is it that holds the key?

To freedom, life, longevity?

It is no one but she.

anxiety

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