The Quiet One

This is a poem about a girl who finds freedom in her dreams.

The quiet one sits quietly alone,
A playful smile hinting on her face.
She speaks only to herself, she's not alone.
In her world she speaks loud and clear and proud.
Words, not just things that tickle at her lips.
But in reality, the words fall short,
Falling to her feet and making no sound.
The words won't come when she needs them the most.
A puff of air, the only sound she makes.
Writing keeps her sane, reading gives her hope.
In a world no one can see, she is free.
Her fears fade away, replaced with freedom.
What she cannot do in reality,
She does as she closes her eyes to dream.
The quiet one will never be alone.
When times are hard, she needs only her dreams.