Is stared at blankly by a girl.
It’s the only hope she has -
It’s her friend.
She sees herself within it,
Plain and bland.
Maybe she is that wall
It’s overlooked,
Taken for granted.
She tries not to care
That she is the wall –
Painted over
And covered.
Yet, it holds so many surprises
That only she will know.
She tries not to care
That there’s no one willing to see past her,
That no one is taking the time to care,
That she is slowly going numb
The light that once shown through her is gone,
Diminished,
Only a faint, quiet memory that she desperately tries to
hold onto.
All she can see is darkness ahead,
A thundering cloud encompassing all that she is.
A wall
Is stared at blankly by a girl
It’s the only hope she has.
It’s her friend.
Written June 14, 2013
By Elisse Cook
Coincides
with "Protect the Children" written by Elder Dallin H. Oaks for the
October 2012 General Conference for the Church of Jesus Christ of
Latter-day Saints.
Here's a copy of the article:
http://www.lds.org/general-conference/2012/10/protect-the-children?lang=eng
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