silent beauty
sitting quietly
only speak when spoken to
she feels the world can't handle her pain
she only shares with her notebook
head down pen furiously moving
jotting down her views
channeling her experiences through the pages she fills
many try to intrude and are instantly slayed
their lack of sincerity
she sensed a mile away
ending in their demise
she heard their lies a million times before
she recited them like a song on the radio
leaving them suprised
she already knew what they were up to
silent beauty
wise beyond her years
a hidden treasure
that has yet to been discovered
waiting on the perfect miner to find her and acknowledge his priceless jewel