You are her....

Hidden..

Wanting so badly to be and not be...

Afraid of being seen, 

Yet craving validation ...

Pick a struggle, will you?

How long will your voice be a whisper?

How long will your presence remain a question 

No one dares to ask aloud?

How long will you hide from the very light you reflect?

You really think of yourself.. invisible?

What exactly is wrong with you?

One minute, you crave the silence that solitude gives

And when it gets really quiet,

You're stuck fighting the voices in your head

How long till you embrace the loud silence?

What exactly are you so scared of?

Is being "mystery girl" worth the cost of human relationships?

Just stare back at all the opportunities you've missed already...

For excuses wrapped in a collection of what-ifs and maybes 

I can tell that you're scared by how fast it's all crumbling 

Your presence that once commanded attention,

Now a shadow in the corner

Caught somewhere in between

A bridge between wants and fears...

Afraid to be seen, 

Yet, wanting to be known.

You are her...

Still hidden...

Wanting so badly to be and not be...