Lost Girl

I look away,

But the lost girl inside

is telling me to speak up.

I mumble an answer

But the lost girl inside

is telling me to yell.

I walk with my head down,

But the lost girl inside

wants to stand proud.

I don't raise my hand

But the lost girl inside

is yelling, "Pick me!"

You look at me, I look down

But the lost girl inside

wants to meet your gaze.

"When are you going to stop pretending?"

You know who I truly am.

I almost pipe up,

With a sarcastic remark

That the lost girl would have said.

As the lost girl begins to take control once more,

I shove away the girl deep down,

And shake my head and run away.

But secretly, the lost girl inside

Asks me the same question

you just asked.