TinaLeeM

She's that one girl you see with the pencil woven between her skinny fingers She's the one who sits in the corner instead of the middle of the room The one who's always last to speak The one who's words are kept secret to everyone but herself Always the one who bites her own tongue She's the girl who's beautiful but doesn't think the same way She's the one who can't be convinced of the talents she holds The flare that ignites the lives of the people around her but she can't feel the heat for herself She is weighed down by the insecurities she slings over her shoulders She's unconvinced of her own style her own special self She'